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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