Remembering Winter

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It’s quiet after the storm—-

A Nor-Easter born

Of warm and cold

Furious and bold.

The winds rise high,

Lumbering limbs

Creak and moan

The marsh and forest sigh.

Then —-gone,

Turned on

And off

With winter’s song.

Heavy snow

From clouds in tumble is





On the frozen earth

The dearth of

Summer’s dying

Doesn’t touch us

It’s silent now

And how,

We embrace the way

With love’s warmth

I wait for you

And you for me,

A flurry of colors

On a sea of white.

Dormant trees

icy bright—

A ghost force–

Vibrates in the night.

The sliver moon

At home in the cosmic room

Of heaven

Shines on us.

Its starry dream

Real and true

Drawn on the slate blue

Darkness of an endless whisper.

I hear you calling

Always and forever

Living or dying

Finding home.

The blind hear,

The deaf see,

We make music,

Make life,

Drink wine,

Bake bread,

Sing and dine

With spirits and angels

We are many,

One in each other

Redeemed at the instant snow falls

In the vortex of a moment.

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2 Responses to Remembering Winter

  1. Sara says:

    I’m looking for a birthday video made by tres for his partner, michael. I believe it may be on your site in 2013

    They made the video posted June 2014
    Bodi in memorial
    Tres passed right after the dog died and I have lost that video that was made for Michael
    If you know what I am referring to , PLEASE let me know

    I loved those guys so much
    Thank u

  2. Emmers says:

    I smelled scones baking as I read….mmmmm. XoXoMM

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