Tuesday, January 17, 2012

CROSS-COUNTRY




Through an avenue of trees
we slipped
cold snow squeaked
beneath our long, thin skis.

Underneath featherbeds of white
fir arms bent dowm
and brushed our shoulders
as we passed between.

We heard the rustling
of the birds
saw tracks of deer
one small, gray squirrel
ran by in fear
of who we were
two-legged creatures
in his silent world.

We reached the open meadow
sun on crystal snow
felt the sharp cold bite of wind.

Then with a rhythmic flow
of motion glided slowly down
to find protected
woods below.

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We have been meeting up with some of our college friends from Boston for the past six years in Breckinridge Colorado.
We all enjoy cross-country skiing
We 'll be going again in March.

38 comments:

  1. WoW! What an awesome post, dear Margie! The poem is so lovely and the pictures are breathtaking!

    It's so nice that you've been able to meet up with college friends and ski together!

    "We heard the rustling
    of the birds
    saw tracks of deer
    one small, gray squirrel
    ran by in fear
    of who we were
    two-legged creatures
    in his silent world."


    This one made me chuckle with the 'two-legged creatures' ha ha! Wonderful perspective :) x0x

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  2. Hi
    Oh my, what a glorious Winter adventure. I love the pictures and your poetry to enhance the wonder of it all
    Love Gail
    peace.....

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  3. There's something wonderfully symbolic about the idea of cross country skiing, as if a journey across the cold wastelands of life that becomes in itself such a pleasure. The lands are not wasted in winter only covered over. I'm pleased to meet you, Margie.

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  4. Margie,

    What a wonderful idea..and in what must be a most beautiful place. I believe that Colorado is fantastic for winter sport activities.

    A very thematic poem Margie. It was easy to imagine being there...

    Best Wishes, Eileen

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  5. Nice! I am glad you had good weather.

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  6. Hi Margie! :) I love your post!:) This is wonderful! Meeting your long time friends, skiing with them that was a great fun! And now again? Oh wow.. envy us here...!!:) Muaaaaahhhh!! :) So great you've penned another great poem! :) Thanks for sharing! :) Blessed evening Margie!:)

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  7. Beautiful pictures...And you look great. Hope you have fun once again~

    Take care ~

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  8. wooooooo..cold brrrrrrr..but your smiles made it warm Ms.Margie..it is so nice to have a bonding time with your friends..awwwwww..we don't have snow here..that's why I always envy countries with snow huhuhu..

    passing by Ms.Margie..good morning ;)

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  9. oh wow...that is gorgeous country...what a trip that must have been margie...love the scenery...and to share it with friends all the more..

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  10. What a lovely post that made me feel a longing for being along and experiencing the snow again after years of being away from it. You are such an incredible writer, Margie! Have a good evening!!! lol!!! :)

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  11. Hi Margie, Beautiful pics! The poem is very nice too. I'm sure your looking forward to going skiing and meeting your friends again soon. You must have so much fun there!
    Have a great evening Margie.
    Lydia

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  12. I love cross country skiing although it has been a few years since I've gone. We use to cross country ski around the golf course and it was fun.
    Love the pictures Margie, it has turned very cold here, -43 with the wind chill factor.....:-)Hugs

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  13. This is LIFE!!! How I love the way you embraced it...have fun ;D

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  14. Beautiful images and words dear Margie.;) It has been over 15 years since I have been skiing, but we are planning on a trip to Switzerland this February, can not wait.;))
    xoxo

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  15. What a beautiful poem! So rhythmic and lovely...I love your description of the snow squeaking. Perfect! I only skiied once in my life, and it was not pretty...lol. Have a great day, Margie~~ :)

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  16. Your poem describes so beautifully the feelings of a lovely day of cross country skiing. I loved the feeling I had as my feet glided through the trees, so peaceful and calm.

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  17. My friend, I love cross country skiing! I have to go! While enjoying the outside, you get great exercise too! I love your poem! I could imagine myself skiing right beside you! Have a great day!

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  18. I've never gone for skiing but enjoyed the way you've described your experience.
    Wow! for finding time consistently to meet up with old friends.
    By the way, I love the last picture that you've posted here. You look really like a model:)

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  19. Dashing through the snow. I am waiting for the hot toddy after.

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  20. This transported me, Margie, to memories of cross-country skiing trips of my own and the beauty of being deep in the woods and seeing all that you so beautifully and poetically described. Thank you for that :)

    You must be looking forward to the trip so much! How fun!

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  21. wonderful! I feel gliding along with you in this beautiful place. I went skiing when I was in my twenties. I went for a few years with some friends to the dolomites in Italy. I was not good in skiing but the area was breathtaking and that made me forget the falling and standing up and eventually it went a bit better.
    When we went over easy slopes I just loved it

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  22. A beautiful post my friend.

    Goodlife.

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  23. Oh, how I long for 'sun on crystal snow'! Glorious shots!

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  24. hope you have a great weekend margie!

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  25. My man loves skiing but I'm really frightened ( Not that I've tried it!)

    Fantastic post and photos, Margie. Have a nice weekend!

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  26. Hi Margie, :) Passing by to greet :) *waving hand* w/ *wide grin* on my face..:) Blessed day to you..:) Smile..:)

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  27. Fantastic imagery included in your poem! Lovely pictures of the "two-legged creatures" ( you and your friend), of the snow that " squeaked beneath...our skis", and of the "protected woods below"!

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  28. Hi Margie,
    Happy New year to you too...Lovely pics & beautiful words written... :)

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  29. Oh Angel this is fabulous, so beautiful I use to cross country sky, it's been a long time, you bring back good memories :)

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  30. wow!!!! awesome!! hugsss, Margie! :)

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  31. Mentioning "two legged creatures in his world" is ever so moving and heart pulling because that is exactly as it is, we are the intruder....
    The pics are wonderful and somewhat I would love to ski along. And I am not fond of Winter! Yet I honor the circle of seasons! This is just so very touching!

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  32. sounds like a perfect way to spend a winter day! loved the poem and seeing your smiling face. you have such a great smile!!!

    Hugs friend, G :<)

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  33. Such a touching post...lovely pictures..:)

    Take care

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  34. wOW I thought you weren't posting here. It's been awhile since I checked. Great photos!!

    Your poetry is wonderful!

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  35. yay congrats on the new grandchild..travel light....see you soon

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  36. Breath taking Margie ... just wonderful.

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  37. What wonderful pictures, and such delightful words as well. I do hope you have fun with your Boston friends this month.

    Made me wistful for being on the skis again. Perhaps when I'm finished the pain management program at our Chronic Pain Centre, I'll be able to get back on my skis. And maybe I'll have to wait for next winter, since we have so little snow this year.

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