I feel like I should be at work today after one day off I had a lazy day yesterday, dozing and watching the series Babylon 5 on dvd all day long. The most significant thing I did yesterday was get up before dawn. I got dressed then drove over to Lake Tamarack to be there when the sun came up. Serenely beautiful it was. On the drive out I thought I would be the only one up and out at the lake at that time. Nope. there was one more there As I walked the edge of the ice he went fishing. How appropriate is it to be some where for spiritual reasons, to see and talk with a fisherman on the morning of the celebrated birthday of the original fisher of men. He just finished his Masters degree in Sociology. His thesis the spirituality of veterans returning from war.He is a social worker for veterans now.

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Christmas dawns

upon the lake.

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Serenity and beauty,

The morning light

Sends to sleep

The quiet night

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Murmurs of song , and

Dream

Flow through buried sluice at

Thy beds foot

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White jewels gently float

To rest upon thy mantle,

Cracked ,

Thy dreams disturbed,

Only by the tap

Of my staff upon

Thy bedding laid,

For

Winter slumber.

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Serinity and beauty

At morning light

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ccd

Dec. 2010

The first day of winter is but a day away, and yet it is cold. Snow lays upon the land. Lakes are frozen. Creatures of Spring, Summer, and Fall sleep, or have left for warmer climates. I see and love the beauty of winter, yet I long for the warmth of summer.

A Winter Lake Sleeps

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Under clear skies

I stand upon

Thy frozen

Mantel

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Rich is the crystal

Jewel laying against

Thy pale skin

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Cruel is thy

Beauty's touch

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Cold is the breath

That caresses

My face

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Frozen is the

Invisible that

Grips my hand

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The silence of thy

Dreams are

A sonata

In mine

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Sleep and bring

Music

To my soul

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ccd

Dec. 2010

Winter in all her glory has come upon the land. This past Sunday I measured the snow at 11 inches deep. Tuesday morning it was at 15 inches. Wednesday night it reached a height of 16 1/2 inches. This was in my front yard. Friday the sun presented its self to the countryside. Then it rained Friday night through Saturday and some this morning. Now the covering is down to about 3 inches deep. Did I say I almost hate shoveling? At least it was a light puffy snow making the shoveling easier to take. Lake Tamarack is frozen over today I stood upon the ice at shores edge. The ice was only soft at the very edge. A foot out I could not crack the ice. some will soon be ice fishing. (not me) That foot out from the shore was far enough for me to trust. The weather forcasters are predicting another storm.. We shall see what it brings.

Beneath Frozen Mantel

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Winter's breath has

Kissed your home

Grey curtains

Dim the days' light

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No artist pencil

Sketches the truth

In grey and white

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Beneath a frozen mantel

The laughter of child

At play, nor,

New songs of Sparrow

Bathe in your

Waters

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With no breeze to roil

Your slumber,

In blissful quiet,

Sleep and dream of

Seasons past

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Above clouds

Of winter cold,

The sun still shines

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ccd Dec. 2010

To begin with Europe got hit hard this past week with snow and cold. I hope my lady friend and her family in Denmark are doing well. Last weeks snow for us was just a tease. It is here now in full force. I was up at 3 am to put the dog out. At that time there was just a slight dusting on the sidewalk. At 7 am the story changed. and so did the outdoors.. I had at least 8 inches of snow on the ground. I started shoveling at 20 am. Oh what fun....... It is a light snow so shoveling is not bad. I went back out later with a ruler. I measured 11 inches of snow in the front yard. Now were having fun..... I took a drive out to the lake. roads were decent. Last weeks poem is more suitable for this week. I did not spend as much time by the lake today. This new poem took longer to write. I hope you can see what I saw and heard.

December Morning

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Awaken to white

Upon

A December morning

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Carrying Winter's

Chill in silence,

White mantel

Cloaks

Dreams for summer

Days

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Kissing lake's

Water,

Snow flakes,

Ride running waves

In silence.

Giving up their voice

Tumbling

Upon the shore

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Blessing the beauty

Of

Winter slumber

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ccd

Dec. 2010