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Post by wren on Nov 30, 2006 21:51:17 GMT -5
Winter lightning streaks Through my sky unexpected and out of time Electric and hot Reflected in the shimmering snow And in the silent flakes still falling Winter lightning comes Enters my life without warning Blinds me to everything but you
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Post by bran_sinnach on Dec 1, 2006 0:59:19 GMT -5
Wow, a lovely poem wren, and rather ironic considering the weather here today. Its rare and most people have never heard of this, but it does happen and did here today-we had a snowstorm, a blizzard to be exact, with thunder and lightning. It was the first time I ever experienced it, and I have to say being out in the whipping snow with lightning streaking is really an amazing exerperience. Great poem, wren, and excellent timing to boot.
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Post by wren on Dec 1, 2006 10:57:19 GMT -5
It was a powerful night for many, bran. There is magic in the air!
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