Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Verse: Accumulations

It's like accusations
at first
you can brush them
off

But they cling
as they intensify
And you
can't shake them

It's always cold
when it snows
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  1. Sage RavenwoodDecember 1, 2009 at 12:48 PM

    I'll never look at snow the same way again (winks). In any case if you have snow, I'm jealous. This Indian summer into fall is a bit overdrawn and I'm wanting snow. (Hugs)Indigo

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  2. TwiteryeanotDecember 1, 2009 at 2:55 PM

    Ah yes it is cold when it snows, but does it not blanket the land and and make things subdued? Giving a warm feeling in the heart, and a tranquility in the soul. You ain't heavy, your ma Bruva :)

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  3. Robin Norgren, M.A, R-YT, Spiritual DirectorDecember 2, 2009 at 5:46 AM

    small poem, big impact! The words keep swirling around inside me.

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