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Witch of Winter

Judging our tensile strength

As she furiously reams 

Nibbling away at our armor

Undeterred by wishes or dreams

Alternately pushing and pulling

Rending our world with her blast

Yanking us apart at the seams

Copyright © Cona Adams | Year Posted 2015

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Paul Callus Date: 1/12/2015 11:05:00 AM Ohhh this gives me the shivers, Cona! I do feel the cold, and I'm already yearning for spring/summer to arrive. [Sitting inside near a warm fire makes a lovely picture, though!] All the best. // paul Login to Reply Cona Adams Date: 1/12/2015 1:14:00 PM I do love snow, but the cold weather that comes with it is sometimes a bit much. We experienced that in the extreme in Montana. The wind was sometimes so strong that if you didn't lean into it, you would be moving backward. : - )

David Meade Date: 1/5/2015 6:46:00 PM That is some witch!! Hope you are warm and safe -- happy new year Cona. Login to Reply Cona Adams Date: 1/6/2015 8:21:00 AM I've always loved winter. As we age, however, excuses to stay inside become abundant. We have zero weather here today, but the larder is bare. Alas, we must brave the blast. Happy new year to you too, David.