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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required First appreciable (healthy) snowfall 2022 occurred January 28th Virgin whiteness blankets terrestrial realm bajillion snowflakes tumble out of sky atavistic fascination awakened agog at ice crystals stinging each eye while I strike open mouthed stance relishing tasting frozen water molecules. No matter yours truly witnessed countless winter wonderlands since completing lxiii orbitz round the sun, the first major seasonal substantial accumulation excites the little boy inside me. Additionally, I feel truly humbled and enamored when Mother Nature singly and/or nsync with old man winter, whether she (former) looses propensity to wreak havoc (think climatological, geological, meteorological, et cetera phenomena) or latter trumpets weather, whereby landscape magically transformed into blinding brilliance, I tip hat to personification of winter and fondly think back remembering '96 storm of the century. At that time January 1996 me and the missus timesharing seven nights and six days holed up along Shawnee on the Delaware (a honeymoon gift courtesy my parents) spending disproportionate amount of time frolicking under warm blankets ardently, fervently, naturally... both of us experiencing devilish, feverish, impish, loutish (more so me)... concupiscence striving to beget offspring, yet unsuccessful conceiving Blizzard Baby. Now far beyond prime procreative age, (though I wistfully envisage begetting another progeny - simultaneously stretching credulity to breaking point) all things considered exhaustion would peter out after capitulation of divining rod necessitating lifetime to recoup energy. Bound within figurative four walls of Schwenksville, Pennsylvania domicile courtesy appreciable snowfall, I direct energy crafting poem. Yours truly will actually refrain comestibles despite feeling hungry - lest metabolism to digest food decreases potential alertness, and full belly finds me ready able and willing to doze immediately into deep slumber. Hungry stomach in tandem with eventful weather sends surge of giddiness coursing thru body electric crackling, popping, and snapping (while O Captain My Captain) came to witty man (me) suddenly enervating with poignant pregnant expectancy papa pondering his empty nest syndrome analogously attempting to offset void coaxing reasonable rhyme into existence unsure how literary endeavor (mine) will thrive amidst well suited panoply of prolific writers, whose unseen fingers hop lightly and gracefully across qwerty computer keyboard akin to heavy armed soldiers with fearlessness and deliberation heading off to war to acquire poetic license. Meanwhile chafed knuckles of one garden variety primate previously scraping along tundra (methinks I espy frozen Mastodon) before said twenty first century caveman learned to stand erect endeavors to strike letter combinations eliciting, facilitating, and generating enticing curb appeal.
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