(Originally posted February 2014)
what grows in the winter but the cold
pushes lengthening fingers of frost
along sidewalks and down dead-end streets
up the stairs into parlors no purpose
at hand but to freeze every clock and
with that put a stop to the end of the night
I can feel that cold. Beautiful poem.
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if you feel it, then I succeeded
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This is good! There are mornings I would like to especially today it was snowing!
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thanks kindly, Michelle
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Your poetry continues to impress me. The images and metaphors you create are first rate.
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your comment is deeply appreciated, Cheryl
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I really like this one
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I’m pleased to know it worked for you
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Based on living in this 165- year-old farmhouse, I say, “yup.”
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cold notwithstanding – a 165 year old farmhouse sounds like a magnificent place to live – I’m surrounded by them
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wonderful writing Paul. The artwork a beautiful companion.
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I’m pleased it worked for you
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Earlier today we walked along the freezing beach at a place called Broadstairs where there is the house named Bleak House – Dickens spent time writing there as the name indicates. Boy were we cold – your poem consolidates that feeling. Great stuff!
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how stirring it must be to be among such literary monuments
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Beautifully expressed, as usual–the cold I’m feeling.
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it’s been quite a winter thus far
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We’ve only gotten cold in the last week it seems, and mercifully no snow and ice–but it’s only Feb, and we’ve had late arrival winters before….
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Reblogged this on Barbara C Rowe Author and commented:
Beautiful! Reminds me of home.
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Reblogged this on Poesy plus Polemics.
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Visual 🙂 Like something out of a Tim Burton flim 🙂 !!!
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wow – what a great compliment
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It’s true!!! Tag him 😉 😉
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It does feel like that in our neck of the woods. It makes us grateful for spring!
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winter is more my season
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Reblogged this on OUR POETRY CORNER.
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Love the picture.
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Love this. I t gives a homey feeling!
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thanks kindly
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Reblogged this on WANDA S. PARYLA.
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This is wonderful, Paul. I can feel the creeping of the cold. The post date is February 4 of 2014… I’m curious.
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I’ve been reblogging older pieces each day because I have so many new followers
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Beautiful with a hint of poignancy.
I love winters and this piece brought by an avalanche of vivid images to mind. Thank you.
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I appreciate your thoughtful comments
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you are very kind to say so
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Very good poetry. I find myself wishing to cancel morning every single week day. 😉
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I know the feeling – but since I retired back in ’04, it stopped being a problem
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Nice sir! Very nice! 🙂
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much appreciated
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‘freeze the clock.’ 🙂
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yes
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