Tag: footprints
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Pockets and Nests
The northern cold and snow arrived late this year. Huddled against the wind we walk icy paths to the hilltop. A clear view of the cloud-skewed sky. Pockets of white, grey, and rare blue. Various footprints scattered from trees to grasses. We stop briefly to admire the apparent stillness when only the wind is heard,…
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Poem – Snowy Field
Across the snowy field no footprints. Streetlights brighter further the sun sinks. Cold begins to creep in upon the winds back. Ice pellets tiny and hard against our shielded eyes. In the midst of winter I begin to understand. The sky above the great wind blows. Truths of times passage unaware of past, present, future.…