Blinded

feet numb... bitter cold snowflakes swirl... windswept landscape white-out... in mind's eye

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 11/10/2019 3:37:00 AM

A sweet haiku that reminds me of what is around the bend.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 11/10/2019 1:13:00 PM

If this (cold) is on the other side of the bend, I wouldn't move a muscle! LOL. Thanks, Carem

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 11/9/2019 8:55:00 PM

So cold! Today I was reading Robert Service’s “The Cremation of Sam McGee.” The contrast of cold and heat. Have you ever read? A great one! It starts out: “There are strange things done in the midnight sun/By the men who moil for gold”

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 11/10/2019 6:16:00 AM

I love that, Gershon! :)

Gershon Wolf
Date: 11/9/2019 9:33:00 PM

Wow! Timing is everything! I was just thinking about that poem's rhythm, but couldn't remember the title, the poet, or the first couple of lines, and here you come along with all of that info!!!!! :) :) :)… Unbelievable... And, yes!! What an incredible poem that is. Just love it. THANK YOU SO MUCH, KIM! Peace and Joy (and throw some Love in there too!) :) gw