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Winter's friend (Sorry i did not answer sooner, computor crashed)

The lonely empty winter streets
Of snow covered concrete
Not a single sound is heard
But the peoples quiet retreat.
As the light of day
Makes its final escape

The warmth of spring
Seem so far away
Not even the songs
Of the mockingbirds
Can stop the cold from bringing
Winters sting upon the skin

The desolate blanket
Which covers the white landscape
Sparkles under vapor lights
That stands erect
On every city street
A beauty that few do see

Here in the quiet, late at night
While the city is snuggled
And fast asleep
In my winter garb I stand
On the silent street, enjoying
This moment of winter’s peace.

No sounds are heard
Not a car appears
Just me in winter's embrace,
Whispering:
"You are my only friend
In the solitude of my brain"

I answer,
"Yes, indeed, my winter friend."

Style / type: 
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Last few words: 
this write came from reading Doc's "winters song" thanks Doc.
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Comments

I started laughing when I looked athe titles typo. thanks buddy for the eagle eye. exactly a gentle quiet loneliness, which I truly love about winter.
Winter can be soft and inviting by yourself or with just a friend. not always with a crowd.
thanks Shirl
E.C. (easy)

LIFE ISN'T ABOUT WAITING FOR THE STORM TO PASS
IT'S ABOUT LEARNING HOW TO DANCE IN THE RAIN.
VIVIAN GREENE

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I did ride a horse in the winter when I lived In Pa. in the early 70's. it's a wonderful ride with the cold upon your cheeks.Think positive thoughts and it just might happen for you.
thanks sweetie always enjoy your comments.
Eddie C.

LIFE ISN'T ABOUT WAITING FOR THE STORM TO PASS
IT'S ABOUT LEARNING HOW TO DANCE IN THE RAIN.
VIVIAN GREENE

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This is such a brilliant piece!

I haven't encountered any kind of winter yet you took me on a fine visual and wintry cold experience!

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Regards,
Dennis

"Death smiles on us all. All a man can do is smile back." ~ Maximus Decimus Meridius

Thanks for coming by to read. I am happy you enjoy the poem. Thanks for the brilliant.
Eddie C.

LIFE ISN'T ABOUT WAITING FOR THE STORM TO PASS
IT'S ABOUT LEARNING HOW TO DANCE IN THE RAIN.
VIVIAN GREENE

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It would be a toss up as to whether winter or summer are my favorite seasons. This poem rivals the best I've read on winter and may inspire me write one on winter in an urban setting myself lol. I read the 4th stanza 4 times and reveled in it each time. Now to drop the other shoe lol :
L-3 maybe change but to save
L-7 saveS
L-16 stand ( no S)
L-18 might delete "do"

as usual, feel free to use or not , except typos lol...............scribbler

thanks for the correction and your eagle eye.
it's always a pleasure my friend.
Eddie C.

LIFE ISN'T ABOUT WAITING FOR THE STORM TO PASS
IT'S ABOUT LEARNING HOW TO DANCE IN THE RAIN.
VIVIAN GREENE

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Really really nice, Eddie!

Just some minor punctuation and small tweaks I would make such as:

No sounds are heard
Not a car appears
Just me in winter's embrace,
Whispering:
"You are my only friend
In the solitude of my brain"

I answer,
"Yes, indeed, my winter friend."

Love,
Anna

Thanks, I made the changes you suggested. thank you for the careful read.
"Muchas Gracias"
Eddie C.

LIFE ISN'T ABOUT WAITING FOR THE STORM TO PASS
IT'S ABOUT LEARNING HOW TO DANCE IN THE RAIN.
VIVIAN GREENE

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It's so good to see an old brother warrior on my page!
hey at my age I appreciate winter, but i'm not so in love with it as when I was a child.
thanks for the 'Certainly worth Reading!"
Eddie C.

LIFE ISN'T ABOUT WAITING FOR THE STORM TO PASS
IT'S ABOUT LEARNING HOW TO DANCE IN THE RAIN.
VIVIAN GREENE

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Of my maiden visit to Chicago
and glad now u put the visuals
to memory
in ur beauty
poetry
JUST
extemporarily

loved

Thanks for the read, I'm happy you came by!
thanks for the generous comment.
Eddie C.

LIFE ISN'T ABOUT WAITING FOR THE STORM TO PASS
IT'S ABOUT LEARNING HOW TO DANCE IN THE RAIN.
VIVIAN GREENE

author comment

I really enjoyed reading this poem Eddie, the imagery and use of words is wonderful.

It is five thirty in the morning here and everything is totally silent and peaceful - there is a clarity and beauty about nightime, especially in the winter.

Thanks for sharing

Love Mand xxxx

It's so true, that the quiet of night always leaves room for plesant thoughts
thanks for the read!
Eddie C.

LIFE ISN'T ABOUT WAITING FOR THE STORM TO PASS
IT'S ABOUT LEARNING HOW TO DANCE IN THE RAIN.
VIVIAN GREENE

author comment

I have a love/hate relationship going on with winter. Your piece strengthens the "love." I love to sit by my fireplace and watch out my window as big fluffy flakes come floating down. A cup of hot cocoa goes well with this scene, too. I especially liked:

Here in the quiet, late at night
While the city is snuggled
And fast asleep
In my winter garb I stand
On the silent street, enjoying
This moment of winter’s peace.

I found nothing that I would change and have no suggestions for you.

always, Cat

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