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In Winter's Slumber Land

Cold winds, the assassins of startled vegetation, blow in with late autumn. Snow arrives to cover the terrain with blankets of white, pristine feathery snow; meanwhile, some bodies of water turn into ice. As the sun hangs low in vales of shadows, December silently creeps in. Skunks, raccoons, squirrels and other small mammals also have crept in silence . . . to hide inside secluded spaces against the cold’s encroachment. Their breathing, heart rate, and metabolism slow down. Waking periodically from their torpor, they feed and then go back to sleep. As cold-blooded as the enveloping snow, snakes slither instinctively into crevices of rocks as turtles and frogs burrow into mud. Bears, having feasted in the fall, now hide in their dens in a state of deep slumber. How silent and tranquil is the realm of nature’s creatures hidden from the prying eyes of us humans. Some of us become almost as sluggish as the animals squirreled away in their nests of twigs and leaves. We feast like the pre-hibernating bears. In a festive mood or perhaps feeling sadly forlorn, we are more likely than in any of the other seasons to hide away inside our own abodes, especially when soft pearls twirl from twilight’s sky and winter lays down a thick quilt of snow beneath a canopy of sparkling stars. We waken, at times like this, to our world abloom with snow, grumbling at times about having to shovel our driveways or to travel on roads slick with ice or snow. Like the hibernating bear, I prefer in winter the tranquility of comfortable slumber. Nights in winter stay dark longer. Our heart rate, breathing, and blood pressure drop low as drifting into the deep of dreamy sleep we go. Ah, winter, let me sleep in your quietude as though I were being buried in the wondrous snow of your slumber land.

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Date: 1/8/2024 7:54:00 AM
Wow another win for your fine poetry! Congratulations Andrea!
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Date: 1/8/2024 6:55:00 AM
Adore this one, Andrea. Thank you so much for entering it. I love it. Congrats on the top win. God bless you with love, Gina
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Andrea Dietrich
Date: 1/8/2024 4:37:00 PM
thanks so much, Gina. It really made me think and also do research about hibernating animals!
Date: 1/7/2024 3:21:00 PM
Very beautiful. I loved all the images of the critters, lol- and the part about "Our heart rate, breathing, and blood pressure drop low" - loved it
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Date: 1/2/2024 9:24:00 PM
Beautifully written, man and beast retreating into a state of sweet slumber. Andrea, your winter slumber land , though quiet is made vibrant with your sweet descriptions. All the Best in the contest.
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Date: 1/1/2024 1:36:00 PM
I enjoyed reading your wonderful/fun write/great ending. Now time for a winter's nap... Looks like we both did this one. May this be your best year ever. Have a blessed day writing away in 24................
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Date: 1/1/2024 12:25:00 PM
You depict how winter is a time of slumber for many animals, as winter slows down things, Very nicely penned Andrea
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Date: 1/1/2024 9:39:00 AM
You talk about a lot of different animals and not just us. Then you compare them and us. I love it! A lot of what we are, we got from our evolutionary ancestors. You so very inciteful....you just are!
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Andrea Dietrich
Date: 1/1/2024 10:28:00 AM
Thanks for the compliment. It means a lot
Date: 1/1/2024 7:27:00 AM
You captured the moment so well in your poem.. Good luck in the contest..
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Andrea Dietrich
Date: 1/1/2024 7:57:00 AM
Thanks. Luck I always need!
Date: 12/31/2023 4:53:00 PM
You've so beautifully captured winter's slumberland...great sensory details and images. I share your same sentiment, "Ah winter, let me sleep in your quietude as thought being buried in the wondrous snow. A fave for me.
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Date: 12/31/2023 4:40:00 PM
I really don't like seasonal poetry since it's so overdone, but what makes this one worth reading to me is that last line. Poetry at its finest Andrea
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Andrea Dietrich
Date: 1/1/2024 7:56:00 AM
I know what you mean about seasonal poetry. Anyway, at least the sponsor wanted us to focus on hibernation. That made it kind of cool. Thanks about my last line.
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Silent One
Date: 1/1/2024 7:27:00 AM
You dont like my seasonal poetry?

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