posting poetic prose
21 Jan 2016 11 Comments
Tags: bones, chill, crows, frost, winter
photo by lynn__
midwestern prairie windchill
old bones ache in mid-winter
even crows disappear
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Jan 24, 2016 @ 18:25:18
That’s a nice way to say how cold it is Lynn
Jan 22, 2016 @ 14:39:50
Wow that is cold … love your photo and been there – your haiku hits home … I’m sorry about the achy bones though!
Jan 23, 2016 @ 07:08:57
Thankfully, i cannot complain of achy bones myself (but know some do)
Jan 23, 2016 @ 10:57:36
Happy to hear that … it’s not very pleasant I’ve been told!
Jan 22, 2016 @ 08:25:56
I have never known how people cope in winter. I wonder if I can.
Jan 22, 2016 @ 08:46:36
Just dress in lots of layers 🙂
Jan 22, 2016 @ 08:53:35
Maybe some day; who knows?
Jan 21, 2016 @ 13:05:55
cold days are lonely for nature – stay warm
Jan 21, 2016 @ 14:11:22
Thankful for wood-burning furnace 🙂
Jan 21, 2016 @ 10:15:02
Nothing like a cool front to remind one of your joints!
Jan 21, 2016 @ 14:09:30
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