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This is a Photograph in my mind. Back at a time in my life when I was drinking a lot. I was hungover, but sober when this happened. A moment of clarity, with my young sons watching it snow. I wrote this later that night. Appreciate you. - Damian DeadLove

solid white plains

meet the horizon

crystalized

fine like powder

 

ice figures

sculpted by

free hand

on every tree

 

wind swaying

arctic breath

flowing silently

snowflakes dance

 

innocent eyes

childhood ideas

good memories

nestled inside

 

from the window

looking outward

deep in thought

weaving beauty

 

when a voice

so familiar

warms my soul

with splendor

 

my son says..

Dad, it’s snowing!!

 

 

Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2016

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      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you enjoyed the write my friend. I don’t always give a lot of tender moments in my writes. lol. Tell you the truth, they’re the biggest reason I quit drinking. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    1. My breath caught in my throat when I got to the last stanza.
      Snow can do so many things, but most of the time it brings us back to those special memories.
      This is special, Damian. I’m honored that you shared this with us.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you enjoyed the write my friend. I don’t show my tender side often, this one was letting my guard down, big time. It was a special memory, in fact they’re the biggest reason I quit drinking. That and I didn’t want to damage them mentally by not understanding why daddy drinks so much. I didn’t want to scar them. I brought tears to my own eyes now. Best choice I ever made. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    2. Born in Minnesota so snow has a special place in my heart. Although I prefer to watch it through a window. When the kids get excited about it, it’s like magic is happening. My daughter is a huge winter fan. She talks about how she would beg to go out in snowfall & I would bundle her up to keep her warm. Made sense to me. She saw it differently…”Mom, I was bundled so snug I practically needed to be folded to get on my sled. I was a starfish!” This one brought back memories…& laughter, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I liked snow until I grew up, and had shit to do. It’s a love/hate deal. In your defense, it never hurts to be prepared in the elements. lol. Thanks for sharing a snow memory my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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