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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! 
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der Sturm when evening comes and darkness calls the snow falls on and on, caressing all with soft-white alabaster hands, effacing all the sharp-edged sins of man. --- b. e. adams (2/5/2014) |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
Very well said and written. These are thoughts that have often come to me as well, especially after a few fresh inches of snow. It's beauty covers what my mother promised a fresh coat of paint would...a multitude of sins. I thoroughly enjoyed reading your poetry. ...just bein' Bluesy [This message has been edited by Bluesy Socrateaser (02-06-2014 11:42 PM).] |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
I does appear to be just as you say. ~*~ If they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Snow does cover a lot of ugliness. Bruce. A bit of a two-edged sword. Ida |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
Beautiful, but then the slush and dirt come and spoil the beauty of fresh falling snow. Somewhat like life itself I guess. Best to you, jo |
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