They Make it Look Easy #nature #snow


winter path

I marvel at winter’s bird

dance on the snow for me absurd

weightless they walk  in worst blizzard

I marvel at winter’s bird

light like a feather or whispered word

I marvel at winter’s bird

my snow dance more cold than absurd

The bird’s out in the worst of today’s storm inspired me to shovel a path. “Less work for tomorrow.”

Stay warm and safe you who share something in common with “Winter’s Bird.”

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18 thoughts on “They Make it Look Easy #nature #snow

  1. I am dealing with a big blizzard outside my window right now. I wish I was seeing what you see in your photo. At least I got to read this beautiful piece. That you for writing.

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  2. Thanks, Ms. Moonie, for peeking in on me. Yes, I still am writing. Not good maybe but I enjoy it. The two blogs still going.
    Nice poem, it makes me cold just reading it. 🙂 I am glad that you are still writing.
    I read your interview with Poets United, you have a good cause. Sherry has asked me if I’d interview also but we have just moved and I don’t have too many wits together at one time anymore.
    I enjoy writing with the “Imaginary Garden with Real Toads” group. You might want to visit (again??) now and then. Everything is prompt writing except for Tuesdays which is open.
    ..

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  3. To Be Human

    is to fall in love over and over,
    to never give up on any of them,
    to cry for the inhumanity, and try to
    overcome all that surrounds us by creating
    a closeness with those in proximity, both
    geographical and philosophical. It is to
    carry those loves in our heart, flooding our
    minds no matter how gone they are. And
    to put others’ needs first, understand their
    flaws, work on our own so we can be
    better helpers. It is to take it all in and
    follow our dreams no matter how preposterous;
    to pull apart another brown paper bag and
    to write it all out, no matter how choppy.
    So take my hand and make it all better
    before I repeat the painful parts until
    I can no longer act. To struggle past
    obstructions and obligations, self imposed and
    expected; to wallow in joy, build strength and
    change what we can for the better. To give.

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  4. As I just commented elsewhere, like the snow for you, I can talk about the rains .. Never been in winter even.. And that remains a dream to be in the snow .. And everything associated with it

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