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Valentine’s Day Blizzard

15 Feb

Snowflakes falling, glittering in glare

Placed after pace, in trace after face

Settling everywhere.

 Wind in white out, whirling haste,

Chocolate hearts and one headlight out

Remembering, a love without any doubt

In the car, happy to see me, braced

And opening the box of candy

Softly saying, “slow down,

 We are almost there”.

 

My foolish days, I felt, I left,

chases me in hurried pace,

and catches me at times,

unaware that I am not that smart,

 or wise, or perhaps a bit unsound

 whenever I find myself in places,

 making a left turn instead of a right;

spinning in snow or finding myself

dancing in melting rain.

 

(I somehow, always with the help of love, find my way back home

to start all over again).

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Posted by on February 15, 2015 in Beginnings, Love, Pine Cone Diaries, poems

 

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30 responses to “Valentine’s Day Blizzard

  1. brian miller

    February 15, 2015 at 8:38 am

    thank goodness for love…and grace…
    we got snow last night finally…and 50-60 mph winds…
    i was driving home through the mountains
    and my heart thudded with each rock
    of the van…glad for grace in getting home..
    smiles.

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  2. ManicDdaily

    February 15, 2015 at 9:02 am

    Yes–a lot of anxiety here–you describe the blizzard super well–and the slowing down. Thanks. k .

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  3. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)

    February 15, 2015 at 9:24 am

    Driving through snow – such a grace to be home.. Sometimes reasons to go out has to be pretty compelling…

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  4. Mary

    February 15, 2015 at 9:34 am

    Home is a place where you are always welcome, despite the times one has made the wrong turns along the way! Happy Valentine’s Day to you, ZQ. (Despite the blizzard)

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  5. Chelsea Leming Joseph Bernice Halligan

    February 15, 2015 at 10:15 am

    very bold thoughts ….

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  6. Kerry O'Connor

    February 15, 2015 at 11:19 am

    It is a fearful thing to spin out of control.. good to know you found the way back home again.

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  7. Kora-Leah Meet Faust Wilson

    February 15, 2015 at 11:26 am

    claiming foolish is not so bad,
    a wise thought here.

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  8. magicalmysticalteacher

    February 15, 2015 at 11:52 am

    Love is a great help. Fortunate are those who are found by it.

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  9. Poppy

    February 15, 2015 at 12:04 pm

    Whether it be ‘wind in white out, whirling haste’, or a drowning downpour – both blinding – finding one’s way home, comforts the heart and soul, and tired, but at last, clear eyes.

    Wishing you a lovely week ahead.

    Poppy

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  10. Grace

    February 15, 2015 at 1:50 pm

    Nice one ZQ ~ I think we have the same winter weather ~

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  11. Kim Nelson

    February 15, 2015 at 2:07 pm

    I adore both stanzas/sections. Together, they create a full picture of love’s peaks and valleys and our humanity within relationships.

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  12. Donna@Living From Happiness

    February 15, 2015 at 2:49 pm

    I have been experiencing those blizzards of late….I have found myself lost as well but it is joyful when we find our way home.

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  13. Sherry Blue Sky

    February 15, 2015 at 3:43 pm

    Oh how I know those mistaken turns, and also the finding one’s way home to start all over again. So many endings, to catch at the heart. So many beginnings over again. Sigh. The words come to mind, “too soon old, too late smart”….as applies to me, my friend, rather spectacularly. I have heard of late bloomers, but I am ridiculous!

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  14. Gabriella

    February 15, 2015 at 5:08 pm

    A lot of snow in the poems today. I liked the contrast between the warmth of home and chocolates and the blizzard outside.

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  15. humbird

    February 15, 2015 at 5:09 pm

    With ‘snowflakes falling’ you take me to this magic of settle down…thinking of right/left turns and going home in safety of love. Nice poem for cold winter.

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  16. georgeplace2013

    February 15, 2015 at 5:26 pm

    “unaware that I am not that smart,
    or wise, or perhaps a bit unsound” yes, that unawareness – we can even fool ourselves.

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  17. kaykuala

    February 15, 2015 at 6:27 pm

    One of those things that one needs to go through. If only life can be less demanding in times of need!

    Hank

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  18. Susan Chast

    February 15, 2015 at 9:11 pm

    Wind in white out, whirling haste, a lovely line, a love inside, a good reason to slow down …. I enjoyed this poem!

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  19. magalyguerrero

    February 16, 2015 at 12:03 am

    Such chaos.. I like it.

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  20. Sumana Roy

    February 16, 2015 at 1:17 am

    after the experience of a blizzard home is truly sweet…beautifully written….

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  21. Maniparna Sengupta Majumder

    February 16, 2015 at 3:29 am

    Home..the very word produces a nice sensation… 🙂

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  22. jae rose

    February 16, 2015 at 8:22 am

    Finding home is a good feeling – especially after all that spinning around!

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  23. frederick anderson

    February 17, 2015 at 11:45 am

    Is it me, or is your poetry rather special? You remind us there are so many more reflections than just light in the falling of snow…you are going to hate me now, for saying this, but your style and the way you use words is reminiscent of Dylan Thomas, at least to me.

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  24. Baylee Zach Layton Flecher Pichette

    February 17, 2015 at 12:06 pm

    have a belated valentine.
    simple words, powerful focus.

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  25. ebbtide

    February 17, 2015 at 6:41 pm

    I love the pacing of this piece 🙂 well done!

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  26. Loredana Donovan

    February 17, 2015 at 8:38 pm

    Yes, love helps you find the way! 🙂

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  27. Margaret

    February 18, 2015 at 1:23 pm

    …I remember when we’d chance a storm to see each other. Thank goodness we are under one roof now. Sweet.

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    February 19, 2015 at 11:00 am

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  30. Nataša Dolenc

    February 23, 2015 at 2:29 am

    lovely.. we always have love to find home.

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