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gofor42 Member
since 2000-01-23
Posts 143Arkansas |
The North Wind blows harsh and cold Over the 'scape of my mind, Causing ripples, waves, tiny idyosynchricies. Mistress Winter closes in, And I gather as much warmth as I can about me. But, as always, it is not enough, And I shiver against her actions. My mind draws its cloak of deception tighter, Yet the swift breeze always finds an opening. I feel my extremities go cold From the digits up, And my body is numbed. I feel nothing, the tactile sense is Stolen from my stiff fingers. My noses wishes to remove itself from my face, But can find no acceptable avenue of escape, So it remains and tortures me By alternately running and stopping up. Fond memories of Spring Linger at the edges of conciousness, Never quite stepping to the forefront. Then the early Winter night descends, Denying me yet another sense. I can no longer see, smell, or feel anything, And there is nothing to taste but the wind. The only sense left to me is hearing, And it is robbed by the howling shriek Of the wind. I stand here, senseless, Unaware that Mistress Winter Has claimed another lover in her Gorgonesque manner. I am like a statue--unmoving, Unfeeling, unconscious of the cold world around me. "If you can't annoy somebody, there's little point in writing." --Kingsley Amis |
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Wendy Flora Member
since 2000-01-11
Posts 182Virginia |
Beautiful! As always. Lovely description... (But, I thought you liked cold weather...  ) -wen[This message has been edited by Wendy Flora (edited 01-24-2000).] |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Wow! This is very descriptive! I've been in snowstorms and you've got it down to the last word! (Loved the nose reference!) |
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