Rocky Mountain Highs

I’m sure somewhere

someone is

shoveling snow.

Someone is shivering,

Cold-quivering,

Angel-making,

Snowfall flaking.

 

It is March after all.

 

But today,

the sun tickled my toes.

Burned my nose.

As I sat basking,

Zero-tasking,

Soaking in the shine,

Out among the pines.

Backyard antics,

Time to do tramp tricks.

 

It is March after all,

March in Colorado.slice of life challenge



I am participating in the tenth annual Slice of Life Story Challenge hosted by Two Writing Teachers.

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6 Comments Add yours

  1. pittswitts says:

    I miss Colorado…I love visiting there. Sounds like a perfect weekend to greet the coming of Spring!

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  2. Tim Gels says:

    Thank you for the smile!

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  3. bjdonaldson says:

    It was hard for me to decide what is my favorite line from your poem with some much powerful language. I am still torn, but I decided on this,

    “But today,

    the sun tickled my toes.

    Burned my nose.”

    Awesome!

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  4. JudyK says:

    I also loved the language in your poem! My favorite part is “As I sat basking, zero-tasking….” It sounds heavenly. ~JudyK

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  5. Veronica says:

    Miss Colorado. Thanks for taking me back! 🙂

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  6. johnrereads says:

    I love the first two lines
    could be a springboard for so many poems

    another vote for
    basking
    zero tasking

    Liked by 1 person

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