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Tag Archives: cold
cutting clear – February 2
2.2.2016 falling flakes bring joy, crisp air filled with dances of angels spirits seen and unseen as of old father winter mother snow shining diamond edges reaching out to cut my lethargy clear. ———————–
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Tagged appreciation, attention, awareness, clarity, cold, creation, crispness, lethargy, perception, spirit, spirits, thought, Winter
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spandex – January 18
1.18.2015 wrapped up in furs like kleenex nothing stops winter’s spandex from clinging to skin with fire. —————–
orange mists – January 10
1.10.2016 orange mists blow off above frigid swirling morning waters like the hand of creation moving across the deep. ============
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Tagged cold, creation, creator, divine hand, lake superior, mists, morning, nature
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cold weather’s come in – December 11
12.11.2015 cold weather’s come in, stars clearer, a chill off the grass, leaves shoveling toward their winter graves. it’s going to be all right. (11.6) ———————-
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Tagged affirmation, belief, cold, endings, mortality, trust, Winter
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frigid – January 24
1.24 frigid. wind like razor blades on skin. what am I doing out here. when will I know to step inside. cold of the world numbs long before we understand that braving it out is a fool’s game. … Continue reading
minnesota girl – January 4
1.4.2015 red jacket flashing against snow the dog’s breath visible in the minus weather my minnesota girl out for a stroll. ——————
wind chill chill – December 1
12.1.2014 wind chill chill cut me still leave me breathless losing will. leave me home not alone snug with my bunny warm, warm, warm. ————————-
razor blade winds – January 24
1.24 frigid. wind like razor blades on skin. what am I doing out here. when will I know to step inside. cold of the world numbs long before we understand that braving it out is only a fool’s game. … Continue reading
crisp crinkly snow squeaks – January 4
1.4.14 crisp crinkly snow squeaks underfoot. the dog rushes ahead then stops to snuff at whatever relieved itself at trailside. our boots mark the pace forward though even a step to the side will leave us with unsure footing. … Continue reading
weather watching – January 3
1.3.14 weather watcher rushes through. forty seven high, tomorrow three below. fifty degrees in twelve hours. hello. what part of winter did we miss. today the long under wear was in hibernation tomorrow I am. —————————–
