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I'm Walt. And I'm Marie Elena.
This is the collaboration of two kindred spirits; partners in rhyme;
"the best friends we've never met."
All "Across the Lake. Eerily."

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

ICE STORM ON MORIN POINT

As the temperature fell,
The landscape crystallized,
Mirroring endless candlelight moons.
Stationary waves graced the break wall;
Stopped cold in Erie’s path.

Marie Elena

3 comments:

  1. I was sorry to read about your uncle's illness, Marie Elena. I hope for his recovery and send you both the good energy you send everyone else.

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  2. Nice imagery Marie. Another stellar addition to our collection!

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  3. Brian, that is so kind of you to come out here to express your concern. Thank you so much for that, and for the sweet compliment.

    Thanks a bunch, Walt. I wanted to make it longer and more detailed, but it seemed to want to freeze there. Kind of like the waves, I guess.

    M.E.

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