Thursday, January 12, 2012

Rude Awakening

Before dawn, the plow scrapes into my sleep,
shoving both the snow and my dream to the side.


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12 comments:

  1. once again, i love this! great prose!

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  2. I wish the plow would come!!! We were able to get out to appointments this morning anyway. A wonderful gem you've written and the image is fantastic!

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  3. Nice image Barb. And I know the feeling when those snow plows come calling. We have an 1/8 of an inch now but still not covered the grass. Carol

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  4. Love this image even though it was tough on your dream.

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  5. How did you do that? It looks good.
    We are getting snow today, too, but the plow didn't get around very early.

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  6. this is fantastic!!! super stone today. happy day to you Barb.

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  7. So true, that does sound like a very rude awakening :-)

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  8. What a wonderful prose-poem, beautifully illustrated as always.

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  9. This can be quite startling and you have captured it very well. (I like how I woke up yesterday much better; rainy day sleep in cuddle with dog.)

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  10. Ah, yes. I know just what you mean!

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  11. Yes plows will do that!
    Love Di ♥

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  12. That one resonated with me. I heard them early this morning.

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