12.20.2008

In Winter's Presence



Late last winter
I felt regret
I never twirled under the winter sky
dancing in the snow
this winter will be different

Memories come to me
in real time experience
so many things I love about
winter:

driving into the snow, high beams on and all I can see is the dance
of snow twirling in front of me
a wild chaotic dance
so extreme
that I have to turn my high beams off to see the road ahead

our 3 miles of dirt road is no longer full of ruts and dust
it is packed snow, white, smooth and dust free

tai chi in the snow under the full moon

walking at night
snow falling
a unique quiet fills the air
my heart
my belly

every snow fall
is unique
from any other

only some snow falls
and not many
make lacy snow
flakes

fires to warm by
hot drinks to cup in ones hands
gatherings with candles

snow shoeing
xc skiing
watching folks skate

twirling
arms outstretched
looking skyward
as snow falls
on my face

driving fast and watching snow fly off the hood
and roof of my car

ice crystals
ice crystals
ice crystals
in all their various forms

tracking animals
who are they
where did they go
what were they doing
will I see them

sun on snow
blue sky
invigorating air

layers of cloths
gloves
hats and
BOOTS
yes
boots

people looking out for one another

shoveling paths
heart beating
heat rising
a natural workout

a breeze stirs
snow flies
through the sky
a wonderful sight

I won't be late this year
for all the things I love to do in winter
for I am already cherishing these treasures
and winter has just begun




18 comments:

  1. This I will read and enjoy many times over thankyou.Tomorrow the sun turns as we say.Having 4 hours of sun we will notice each day the difference and how the sun lasts longer and longer.I feel it a gift to be able to enjoy this.Harder it is though to find pleasure in the sun leave and shine up on the mountain tops.I will get there ,your last piece gave reflections that way.

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  2. This makes me wish for a winter just like yours. Beautifully written!

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  3. You make winter a new experience, and that is hard to do for a lifelong Canadian who has spent her entire life in a frozen wasteland.

    Beautiful pictures as usual

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  4. Just thinking about you, Tam! We went out for a night walk in the sparkling snow last night -- it was glorious. Freezing cold, but glorious :) Miracles and warm Reiki to you! k-

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  5. This poem weaves crystal magic!

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  6. I particularly love the top image: aching for snow. Your poem is a nice long walk/drive/hike in the snow.

    Peace, amiga.

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  7. Brilliant. You almost made me like winter.

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  8. oh how beautiful your words
    from a place deep in the heart
    of all of us

    thank you

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  9. Oh how I am longing for snow...

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  10. Lovely poem!
    Let it snow
    Let it snow
    Let it snow!!

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  11. i have never seen it snow so i love snow poems lot much !! but these lines just made me dream a little more :

    walking at night
    snow falling
    a unique quiet fills the air
    my heart
    my belly

    every snow fall
    is unique
    from any other

    only some snow falls
    and not many
    make lacy snow
    flakes



    so nicely penned :)

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  12. Hi- I'm new to here from S. Scribblings but can tell I'll be back.
    Your poem makes me wish it was snowing dry packed snow so I could bundle up right now and dance under the moon. Lovely photos, too.

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  13. Happy holidays to you and yours, Tammie Lee! May health, love and abundance fill you every day of your life. :)

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  14. "Never twirled under the winter sky", "snow twirling in front of me a wild chaotic dance", the repetition of ice crystals maks me want to go outside and twirl. A lovely poem for this day.

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  15. wow, do you take all these photos? they are gorgeous! i will definitely be back..

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  16. Wonderful Poem. You felt and experienced so much. Isn't it true how when we have our HIGH BEAMS on that we can't help but see the beauty in the White Snow. We become hypnotised by it. We panic and have to revert to low beams in fear that we may crash in the physical.

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Warm greetings to you~

Thank you for visiting and also for sharing your thoughts and feelings. Seeing through your eyes and heart mean so much to me!

Tammie