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Falling On Chicagos Ice

***************** Golly , I was just thirteen and coming back from school. In winter, in Chicago, to not walk fast on ice, was near a golden rule! The wind was howling like a hungry wolf on the roam. There inside, I saw my dog, asleep on warm alpace blanket, indoors at home. The sidewalk surfaces, all covered with sheets of ice. Carefully, most carefully, my steps on the driveway, were light and silent as mice. Suddenly, I saw no house, just the sky staring at me. Quite honestly, I could not breathe,feeling attacked from behind by a giant Sequoia tree. I gathered up my school belongings, crawling up the driveway with a cut on my knee. Never so happy was I to be indoors, welcomed by my dog, worry in his, eyes could I see. 12/21/2021

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Tom Cunningham

Date: 12/22/2021 1:40:00 AM

Icy pavements are lethal, our hospitals are full of folk with broken limbs in wintertime. Experiences like you had stay with you forever, at least you don't have icy pavements on the west. Tom

Panagiota Romios
Date: 12/22/2021 8:24:00 AM

Funny, tom...Inbroke my femur on a carpeted floor of all things. But you know me, i like to be Unique.. sorry for the Brits with broken extremities ...........it takes a while to heal. But, depends where the break was. And aftercare is significant. Food and therapy plus prayers by friends and family make a difference....cold in Ca. No snow thank heavens. You be careful...Pangie xo

Quoth Theraven

Date: 12/21/2021 8:49:00 PM

Panagiota, That's a fine windy city tale. Brought some Joy to a long workday. Best wishes for you and yours Pangie. 'Tis the season for Peace, Love, and Hope. -Richard

Panagiota Romios
Date: 12/22/2021 8:12:00 AM

Wishing PEACE,LOVE AND JOY to you and yours. My JOB is to regain strength in my legs. Am really excited about 100 steps yesterday. Thank God for my daughter. She makes a great caregiver. She works from home so she is right in the next room, i have written many poems and enjoy my new followers and cherish the vintage ones. Yes, Chicago-is a groovy city. Pangie

Bill Baker

Date: 12/21/2021 5:48:00 PM

Very descriptive, Pangie. I enjoyed the story of your icey day in Chicago. Have a great week, Bill

Panagiota Romios
Date: 12/21/2021 8:13:00 PM

Bill..painfully descriptive)) I’s odd how these trinkets Of memory form wind chimes in our mind,years and years later! Chicago weather can be brutal. But must credit that city wherein, I gained the foundations for my life! Friend Pagie xxx

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 12/21/2021 1:20:00 PM

what a creative way to put it: Attacked by the tree. Good fun one, Pangie.

Panagiota Romios
Date: 12/21/2021 1:54:00 PM

Yes the driveway felt like a Sequioa treel most painful. That was the first time in my life I had the wind knocked out of me!was gasping for breath and what could my dog do? Glad you enjoyed. Love, Pangie xxoo

Joe Dimino

Date: 12/21/2021 9:37:00 AM

Oh how I remember such incidents well. Ouch! Your fine writing brought back such injury. But, there is a fondness to it all, that of life and discovery...never forgot that sky. Been reaching, trying to capture and hold on to it ever since. Brilliant work!

Panagiota Romios
Date: 12/21/2021 9:56:00 AM

Happy Ouch Memories to my Prince! As you say, those Were special times..ice skating, sledding, hot chocolAte. Summer brought swimming, boating. Life was good. People had good hearts, yes? I enjoyed writing this one.. Merry Christmas...panagiota xo

P.S. Awtry

Date: 12/21/2021 9:08:00 AM

You captured the what just happened moment of a fall and painted the wintry scene and the warmth of home. Glad it was just the skinned knee :)

Panagiota Romios
Date: 12/21/2021 9:24:00 AM

I did not mention, PS, it knocked the wind out of me.. I could barely breathe. Gee. I agree the skinned knee....fortunate. The driveway was on a slant. It was murder crawling up an icy incline. OMG. But here I am, decades later, with a great friend like you...gratefully with Christmas wishes...Pangie xx

Christuraj Alex

Date: 12/21/2021 8:17:00 AM

" like a hungry wolf on the roam" - Beautiful comparison. "sky staring at me" - Beautiful. The whole poem is very beautifully written.

Panagiota Romios
Date: 12/21/2021 9:16:00 AM

Oh, my friend! I thank you for seeing the beauty in this poem. It is frank, simple and spoken in simple English. I write exactly how I speak. Rarely in English most do not comprehend. Music and poetry have simiarities to me. Hoping I can create more beautiful poetry that touches peoples hearts but not be corny! ))) Merry Christmas from my heart to yours Love,Paagiotaxx