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Iced Tears

no shadows can dance on these barren fields when a somber sky cries its icy little tears upon them Bus scribble

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 1/17/2020 5:13:00 AM

I want to be on a bus that inspires a poem like this!

Sandra Adams
Date: 1/17/2020 10:27:00 AM

one of the best parts of my job is all the unique scenery and wonderful offerings nature often gives...one may be able to see a sunrise from inside a building...but to be on a hill level with the plane of the horizon and see it breaking out over a tree with branches almost cradling it, or hearing the ice tick and watching it bounce off of something...some many things to see...

Paula Goldsmith

Date: 1/15/2020 12:33:00 PM

Wonderful. Few words with much said. Never did like to drive or walk on ice. Have a wonderful day..........

Sandra Adams
Date: 1/15/2020 7:31:00 PM

thank you so much Paula...i took a nice spill on the ice years ago at work... ended a 16 year stay with that company... hugs

Running Wolves

Date: 1/15/2020 9:10:00 AM

I almost created a new dance craze while walking across an icy parking lot... He said with a bruised and toothless smile...

Sandra Adams
Date: 1/15/2020 10:24:00 AM

oh, ouch... been there done that... ice is one of the worst winter offerings... and thank you for your comment :)

Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 1/15/2020 3:26:00 AM

No matter how long or short you poems are Sandy, they are always spectacular. Blessings, Jennifer.

Sandra Adams
Date: 1/15/2020 10:23:00 AM

Thank you Jennifer... you kind comment delivered a smile to me... hugs and blessings :)

Vijay Pandit

Date: 1/14/2020 3:41:00 PM

It's drizzling here--gloomy too--so no shadows--you depicted the scene beautifully, Sandy.

Sandra Adams
Date: 1/14/2020 7:10:00 PM

Thanks Vijay...same weather again my friend ...dreary for sure...and cold...

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 1/14/2020 3:11:00 PM

Another little sweet gem Sandra! I adore the rain. xxoo

Sandra Adams
Date: 1/14/2020 7:08:00 PM

Thank you so much Connie...it was a light rain but had that frozen sound to it when it hit my jacket... hugs XoXo

Chris Green

Date: 1/14/2020 2:37:00 PM

That's right, make me cry again. : ) Beautiful Sandy, your poem (bus scribble) tugs at the heart.

Sandra Adams
Date: 1/14/2020 7:07:00 PM

thanks Chris...no need to cry... it's drizzling here but it's not rain, more like a frozen drizzle... no sun...hence no shadows