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Prairie Solitude

The north wind blew across the prairie plains The pearls of snow blew across the sea of white Sparkling like white diamonds in the glittering sun No sound resonated in the cold crisp clear day It was a moment of prairie solitude.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 1/20/2012 10:42:00 PM
hmmmm, I came here hoping to see you had done a clerihew. haha. Do one on a famous Canadian politician or movie star, Phyllis. they are really easy to do. Luv ya, andrea
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Date: 1/20/2012 12:01:00 PM
Beautiful image.
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Date: 1/20/2012 9:16:00 AM
You paint a beautiful picture here Phyllis. A really good write. Where have you been my friend. Haven't heard from you in a long time. God Bless, JB
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Phyllis Babcock
Date: 1/20/2012 9:42:00 AM
thanks Judy- darn cold in Sk. as I bet you are too.
Date: 1/20/2012 6:57:00 AM
Well painted dear poet ! A beautiful vission Phyllis ! Have a wonderful weekend my friend....much love, james
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Phyllis Babcock
Date: 1/20/2012 9:43:00 AM
thanks James
Date: 1/16/2012 5:34:00 PM
BEAUTIFUL. Was this what you could recall of the one you said you lost? I sure hope you could retrieve most of its words. Crock pots can be very nice to use. I only drag mine out of hiding maybe four times a year!!
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Date: 1/16/2012 2:21:00 PM
A very lovely poem...I can just picture it. Well done. BG
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Phyllis Babcock
Date: 1/17/2012 8:17:00 AM
thank you Barbara. Have a great day.
Date: 1/16/2012 11:03:00 AM
and that is just what this poem reflects for me. crisp clear solitude... sometimes so much needed and yet elusive. Nice going Phyllis
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Phyllis Babcock
Date: 1/17/2012 8:17:00 AM
yes sometimes that solitude can elude us but sometimes we can see, hear and feel it--a rare occasion.

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