also shared with Poetry Pantry – #130
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We had a one two punch
with snow.
This is after the first winter storm,
Euclid
…the small break before Freyr
… just time to shovel
before the paths androadways
were filled again…
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Euclid arrived
with the full of the
Winter Cold Moon.
Cold, wind, blowing snow,
sculptured beauty,
left the power on.
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Running in the Winter
Wonderland of Maine
after a storm such as this,
… they run
because they must ? …
must be a soul full
and peaceful time
before the snow plows
and snow blowers,
rev their motors
breaking the silence.
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Freyr was the name,
bitter cold, winds,
a foot of snow was it’s game.
Another gem of beauty
…after the storm,
Euclid,☺
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Sunday Trees – 59 . by becca givens
Poetry Pantry – #130
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Part of ancient Great Wall of China, one ancient road for spice trade
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Inspiration Haiku
furumichito kikeba yukashiki yukino shita
“An ancient road,” they say
How charming
Though beneath this snow
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Inspired haiku
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take ancient spice road
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trade with silent barter now
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meet at the Kasbah
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mums hang heads in shame
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slightest sign of frosty cold
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shrivel like dried plums
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. Bird bath stand in garden…second storm on it’s way … a tad deep for crocus soon.
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Dreaming of crocus
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purple blooms poking thru snow
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Soon. I don’t think so !
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Snow up to our knees
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Spring just around the corner
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Keep creepers handy
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Rest:
every parents dream
as soon as the first
baby arrives.
There never seems
to be enough time
in a day
to work in sleep,
naps...
for child and mom !
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Starting when
my children were young,
on Christmas morning
before 7 am,
gifts were open,
bickering began.
Nap time I thought.
Rest time for ME.
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“He looked at me”
“No I didn’t”.
“He has my stocking”
“This is MINE”
Nothing major, but
tired me to the bone.
“Rest. I need REST”
my body and mind
hollered … silently,
and I continues on…
so much to do,
so littletime.
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As they got older,
I worked on Christmas…
you can’t send patients,
all of them, home for
Christmas.
Nurses must work holidays.
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At a “retirement home”,
long term care,
what ever you know them by,
it is the busiest day of the year,
it seemed to me.
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Some visitors,
but most came the days
before the holiday.
Some had surprise visitors,
that was fun.
Some looked for visitors
that never came.
That was hard.
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Sharpie markers
were needed
to mark the presents
before all the presents
endedup in a pile…
or some “traded”.
“To Mom,” “To Dad”
without a clue as
from whom the package
came … just a nick name
on the “from” line
or no name at all !
were puzzles to solve,
sometimes not til
spring or summer.
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Presents “appeared”
for thosewho didn’t
have family
as staff and volunteers
worked hard to be sure
everyone had presents
to open.
(even those who said they
didn’t want any presents,
after we learned the hard
way that they really wanted
presents.)
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It started sounding like home.
“He has my stocking,“
“No I don’t.…
This is MINE.“
“She looked at my gifts.“
“So what”
might be the reply.
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By nap time, after lunch,
at home or at work.
it was on to
“What’s for supper.”
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By the end of the shift,
I‘d be tired to the core
of my body and mind.
Young or old,
life stays the same.
Early to rise,
early to bicker 
Busy morning,
Naps all around !
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Rest is good for the spirit.
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Pig in the Sky (almost to the ceiling) surveying the crowd at a
music event with the Blue Sevilles at Maine-ly Meat BBQ.
The pigs name is “Hammy.”
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Don’t you just L♥VE Hammy’s Santa’s outfit ?
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It looks like Hammy is going to jump over the giant red ball ornament in front of him ☺
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If a cow can jump over the moon, he surely can make this leap of faith !
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The Blue Sevilles…I guess I could call this photo” black and white and red all over “!
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The room was draped in red across the ceiling, red walls,
white lights around the windows,
the band in black,
with colorful Holiday decorations everywhere in the room.
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No wonder Hammy is smiling down on his “groupies” and the music.
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Taken by light of street light in front of my house. © 2012 Sigrid Saradunn
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Full Moon shines brightly
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covered with snow tomorrow
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Mother Nature smiles
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Mother nature smiles
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bitter cold winds on the way
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rain along the coast
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Rain along the coast
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wood stoves stoked, fires all ready
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baby maker storm
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Knight in red snow gear
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sly like Masked Man on Silver
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drives red snow blower
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drives red snow blower
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worked hard, never a pause
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he came, and he left
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he came, and he left
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blizzard Euclid is wicked
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Knight in red snow gear
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white delight vision
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bitter North East winds blowing
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Winter Storm Euclid
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