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That winter, when the cold winds, so fierce, so real, so new, blows me into an almost curve. There i am feeling new feelings, feelings without names, weird howlings, my heart never knew existed. The kind i had up till then, been reading about in books, called novels. Reading is a good pasttime i'm always been told. Yet this wind is more like a metaphor, unreal, something representing something else.
vacation winds -
a howling in my heart asks
where are you my love
© gillena cox 2016
Revisit
Friday's Ramble
Hoarding Chocolates 14
October cheer
Carpe Diem #1038 snow
[the prompt quote]
“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.” - Lewis Caroll
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[my song choice for today]
6 comments:
A lovely, chilly haibun, Gillena. I'm off to bed soon. Goodnight!
Thanks for dropping in Kim
much love...
Lovely Gillena.
Thanks for dropping in Jazzy
much love...
Haunting and beautiful!
Thanks Sara
much love...
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