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Our Frozen Breath

. Burst it did from our pits through our lips winters frozen breath We giggled of our jocose dreams laid bare and our frozen breath met when we laughed in earnest at the word bare We cackled in that dinghy crossing stories mine or his with or without curls below Of course my story made his frozen breath a crystal dome

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Michaela Dowdy

Date: 11/20/2009 10:53:00 AM

Nicely written james

Sara Kendrick

Date: 11/18/2009 5:09:00 AM

Sounds like a very cold day or night or both to tell tales. Keep the pen flowing. Sara

Donna Golden

Date: 10/9/2009 8:45:00 PM

Delightful images here, James! Hugs, Donna

Doris Culverhouse

Date: 10/6/2009 7:57:00 AM

sound fun, nicely written

Debbie Guzzi

Date: 10/1/2009 4:47:00 PM

wow 2 words I didn't know go to the head of the class! "jollity & jocose" hmmm curls below??? nawwwwwwwww I'm being naughty LOL..cold write brrrrrr Light & Love

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 9/30/2009 10:22:00 PM

of course.... you are your son's crystal dome,i think these are stories between father ans son,im feeling the weather cold there yet warmth flows between dad and chid through their bondage,excellent write very sweet indeed--Charma

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 9/30/2009 7:17:00 PM

Sounds like a fun time you may have shared with Noah or another loved one. How wonderfully you describe the way your frozen breath led you to a bit of introspection. Quite a delightful read, James! Love you, Carolyn