Stripping away the rose colored glasses of denial concerning my reality. Getting in touch with truth. Reaching out to others in empathy concerning their reality and their walk to truth.

Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Rain ~ sleet ~ maybe snow ~ you never know



Drifting down one by one  ~
Afternoon flakes are small ~
They always are, in the city ~
Pretty.

But I'm in the countryside ~
Where snow is rare ~
I watch with care ~ 
Hoping.

Only moments, snow turns to rain ~
Rain turns to sleet ~
The road becomes a sheet  ~
Icing.

Candles wait ready, in the night  ~
Water streams from the tap ~
In time for a Winter's nap ~
Dreaming.

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  1. city pretty he he love that rhyme

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  2. I really like the line 'Candles wait ready, in the night'

    I can almost smell them, and the scent of fresh sheets, turned back. I can leave the cold and sleet behind and tuck into bed.

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    1. Oh yes! Diana, you make it sound more poetic than I dreamed.
      "Fresh sheets, turned back."

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  3. Candles wait as the power goes poof and ice hangs from the roof. The price of snow. Hate it, unless I've nowhere to go.

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    1. Oh, I like that, Pat.
      If I only had a cat.

      Thank you :)

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    1. Too late, 'She Who Seeks'....
      Shoveled ice to reach my van... but the road is too slick to travel yet.
      Almost busted it getting back to my door. ;p

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  5. Mmmm, candles and quiet sounds like a really nice nap time.

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    1. Hi Linda Kay. Loved your Valentine's celebration!
      I fell asleep listening to ice pelt the window.

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  6. Sounds like the perfect winter's day.

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    1. Almost, Kate. I needed hot chocolate!!
      Thank you for visiting me.(smile)

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    1. From you, nashvillecats2, that is a very kind compliment!! (smile)

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  8. Nice poem! I want a winter's nap right now :)

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    1. Thank you, Alexia. I so enyoyed your 'celebrate the small things' post, last Friday! Some serious food photos (smile)

      This weather makes me lazy.

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    1. Thank you, Bazza. I was just telling Alexia, how lazy this weather makes me feel. (smile)

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  10. Hi, Dixie. I read your poem out loud and it was so lovely and quieting (is that a word?). People seem to have weather on their mind today. We're experiencing a Pineapple Express in the Northwest. It's warm, sunny and in the 50s right now.

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    1. Ooh, Sharon, I haven't heard of a Pineapple Express before, but I'll have one, please.

      That makes me happy, hearing you that read it out loud, and enjoyed it. When it first came to my mind, the snowflakes had just begun... I let the weather write the poem.

      'Mr. Webster' approved the use of "quieting' as a word. I loved it.(smile)
      Thank you.

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  11. Don't worry, there's no snow where I am either :P

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  12. You've painted a lovely, and tranquil winter scene. It really does seem that way when you're gazing out the window of your warm and cozy home.

    Julie

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    1. Julie, it sounds like you've had few days like this too. Thank you, for your very sweet comment (smile).

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  13. Beautiful scene and images in your poem, DC! Love it!

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    1. Tyrean, I'm so glad you "loved it." At -9 degrees C., I may be inside a while longer. You are always so kind (smile).

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  14. Lovely poem. It really gave me a chilly, wet visual.

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    1. Hi Chrys - and what about that word reduction? I read your post and had a good laugh at myself.

      Stay warm, and thank you very much (smile).

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  15. Cooooold, but your words.... waaaaarm.

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