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It is winter, afterall
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It is winter, afterall |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
There is a softness to snow when it’s newly fallen much like love. That softness within days melts, freezes until it echoes cold, hard through bare white night as grinding crunch of wheel against curb. It is winter, afterall and much like love, that softness too soon seasons into ice. [This message has been edited by Duncan (12-08-2003 08:56 PM).] |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Duncan...I know it feels like winter, but it won't officially be winter until the 22nd. Liked your poem!  |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
"It is winter, afterall and much like love, that softness too soon seasons into ice." Damn! .......just damn. Hugs~ ~ Let peace begin with me... |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
nice |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
I need to turn up my heater after reading this one. LOL, it snowed here today. Love and snow. Yep, 'tis true, they have much in common. Need a cup of hot tea and a shoulder to cry on? |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
Nice imagery. Well done. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
until it echoes cold, hard through bare white night ============================ talk about frigid...yayayaya this cuts like a jagged edge icicle... as always your succinct pen packs a punch and this one is distilled on the rocks  Well porch pup...we seem to be on the same wavelength...wrote something along this same muse.... (still in the editing stage) yayaya hey...it takes some of us longer to distill then others...  I can remember Forever December, |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
very true...a sad thing |
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A Romantic Heart Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-03
Posts 5496Forever In Your Heart |
Loved it! |
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Greeneyes 
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
How very true.....there is a sadness to this....an ache for spring, and rebirth.... Lauren~ ~~**~~  I would rather have one breath of his hair, |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
"There is a softness to snow when it’s newly fallen much like love." ~ I'll hold that loverly thought! So gentle. Beautifully expressed and brought a smile to my heart. Remember, Dear Duncan, that whenever cold winds blow and turn our world into jagged ice, snow will fall softly yet again. 'Tis the icicles, I mean "cycles" of love's weather! A beautiful piece of writing. Warm hugs, EA |
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PsychoticBunni Member
since 2003-10-03
Posts 162Mythical Atlantis |
you describe love so perfectly, but look on the bright side. It's only 13 days to the winter equinox(give or take a few) and after that it will get better. love also gets better, my friend. hang in there for the melting of the ice. Meg tragedy is cutting your finger. comedy is falling into an open sewer and dying. |
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1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace |
some chills are hard to shake huh? |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
There is a softness to this, indeed, Duncan... for without the chill we would never know warm. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Duncan... This write is 100 proof. Well done |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice writing...James |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
wanna go ice fishing?  |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
Duncan - sometimes ice it does turn into, but winter isn't here, I don't want it to be here, it's too cold. But the snow is beautiful when it's new... BC |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
here ya go Dunc...thank you Bare Trees Winter without you is a season of frigid mourning. Months of colorless skies and moonless nights. Serrated winds leave naked limbs silhouetted against a canvas of slate. I cannot acclimate lacking the anticipation of sunrises over the bay or the warmth of your presence. As the distance and separation frost my intent and inspiration ... I wonder if the trees miss their leaves, as much as I miss you. jm for mc 12/8/03 I can remember Forever December, |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Look what I found... a poem wrapped inside a poem....  |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Very nice indeed Duncan. A keeper this is. hugs, Chris "At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet." |
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NewEnglandlazurlu Member Rara Avis
since 2002-01-04
Posts 7470A Mountain Paradise |
Yes, it is winter, despite that it's only the 10th. We have 27 inches of white outside our backdoor! Oh, yes, it's winter alright! A charming and wonderful write that I really, really loved. Hugs, Marti 'You cannot shake hands with a clenched fist.' |
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Christopher
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-02
Posts 8296Purgatorial Incarceration |
if one didn't know better, they might consider you an embittered man. but on the serious side: quote:...the sharpness doesn't fit here... the image is fine as a contrast, but the lack of an article following "as" and preceding "grinding" made me pause, detracting from an otherwise impressive flow. actually, as i think about it more... try changing "as grinding" to "like a grinding" and see what you think. overall (well, almost "all" ) i appreciate the sentiment, the construction, and the gentle, yet real emotive value of this poem. another 'cool,' D. |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
   (big hugggsssssss) Oh Duncan, I know just how you feel having been heartbroken last New Years by Joanna, sweet friend, but though the ice may stay on the pavement for some time, the snow will always fall again and then when you see the snow-frosted hills you don't even notice the ice and you walk gracefully upon it all! (sigh) God Bless You, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Duncan, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "You'll find something that's enough to keep you |
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