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** Canadian Winters **
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** Canadian Winters ** |
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Rosemary J. Gwaltney Senior Member
since 1999-08-26
Posts 997northern mountains, Idaho 
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* * ** I still search in dreams, for those nights when the far north wind came growling its low threat around the windows, shaking the house, and sending slivers of chill through the air. A child enraptured, I would pull the scratchy woolen patchwork quilts over my head, and curl chattering in a flannel night-gowned ball, shivering up some * heat. With galloping heart, I savored the darkness, superbly alert to the impending * thrill of snow. For hours on those nights, as endless, impatient time whistled through my mind, only a single rapturous vision danced. The anticipation of the following day held me fast, when the damp drab gray winter world would have been transformed into a dazzling kingdom of diamonds and white fire with icicles glittering in the sun ** * * * * |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
A kingdom of diamonds and white fire it is, indeed, Rosemary. Excellent writing.... |
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Marina Member Elite
since 2000-02-10
Posts 2245Pickering, Ontario |
Being a fellow Canadian I can appreciate the beauty of the snow and your wonderful poem. Although I admit there are times, I wished I lived in the Caribbean. Marina |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
*Snow* Hmmmm - PdV must discover the fascination with this white fluffy stuff as we don't have it on her planet.... Rosemary, lovely poem....but then we expect nothing less from you!  |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Beautiful snowstorm memories here Rosemary. I remember the one time this happened to me as a little girl, and it was just like that. |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Rosemary~ About as beautiful as it comes. I don't mind reading about it ... but this Florida gal just wants to read about it while she's sunbathing 'nekkid' in the noonday sun ! You really make the image dance as diamonds glint in the sun. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Rosemary J. Gwaltney Senior Member
since 1999-08-26
Posts 997northern mountains, Idaho |
Balladeer - I'm honored by your visit, and thank you for noticing the beauty I love so well! Marina - Oh, thank you for loving it too! Yes, a winter can last too long, and make one love the spring sun more than could be believed, but I guess joyous childhood memories sometimes just outweigh the adult miseries. Poet deVine - funny girl! What planet do you live on, now? Well, that's okay. Thanks for liking the poem anyway. Martie - that's the thing about childhood - one glorious experience can last a lifetime! Too bad adults can't have that as easily - they are too seasoned, and one brilliant burst of joy to lace one's memory for years, is a very rare thing by then. Marge - you tempt me beyond endurance, girl. Have you ever run "nekkid" through the snow until you couldn't stand it, and burst back into the house shaking yourself apart? The thrill of THAT is something you could NEVER forget. I have done that, and I may do it again, you never know! ~ ~ ~ I cannot, however, relate to lying naked in the sun - I become ill from the heat. Maybe it has to do with my hair being long enough to sit on. Like wearing a fur coat year-round. |
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