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Winter light
Neither waxing
Nor waning
Unmoving
Cold behind
Silver mist
Ungloved
Hands cupped
Holding
Unformed wishes
Dreamy nacre
Soft for
A moment
Then gone
Nowhere
Iridescence
Imagined
Sound muted
No whispers
No songs
Still
Quiet
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Bear … 01.11.2015
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Nacre, now that’s a word u don’t come across often! had to look it up: mother of pearl iridescence.
Moonlight sonata
stillborn in dead of winter
magic between notes
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Lovely haiku, Maddie, copy/paste it to your blog. Or at least put it in a notebook. Sometimes comments get lost, or just too hard to find again. It is too nice to loose. ❤
Hardened by dark cold
Dormant rebirth dreams of Spring
Sleep away Winter
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poetry is life
temporal, impermanent
like sand mandalas
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🙂
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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Polar_stratospheric_cloud
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Noctilucent — Haiku https://bearspawprint.wordpress.com/2015/01/16/noctilucent-haiku/
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I love listening to quiet.
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The center is silence …
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blessed silence reined and we all got wet!
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😀
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“Still” keeps coming up! 🙂
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“Still” as in quieted, meditative, peaceful?
Or as in static, stuck, blocked?
Or both ⭐
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More the former. See my latest post though. 🙂
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Thank you Beautiful Julianne.
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Julianne Victoria does “readings” using several mediums and her own knowing, educated, and insightful interpretations.
For those who would like to see what beautiful Julianne has to say about STILL here is a link:
http://juliannevictoria.com/2015/01/11/still/
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Wow, you are wonderful! Thank you so much! Namaste _/l\_ ❤
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