After letters
Nov, 22
Cold air swirled about the near-silent darkness as the moonlight fell through a bare glaze frame near my blanketed feet. Ghostly whiffs of your sausage gravy and biscuits teased me for a while as I laid on your side of the bed while staring out our big window watching giant snowflakes crash into our frost-covered landscape. It’s almost hypnotic and at times, I admit I get lost within it all.
I finally talked myself into getting up to light a fire and make coffee and write you during my ritual mornings. No- don’t worry, I took time yesterday to cover all your flower and vegetable beds. After all these years here, I had an inkling winter would be coming early. I still recall how much effort you used to fuss over them like dependent children. Sometimes I can almost hear their sad mummers in the summer breezes while I rock away sleepy sunsets, all part of our life here simply missing you dearly. I know, it’s no one’s fault and part of God’s plan.
Got our first snow of the season early this morning. Not sure it helped much if any overnight where those firefighters have been all week, over there on Anderson Gulch. Word was everyone was evacuated in time. The animals were all taken to farmland nearby. They’re mountain people like us. Even if they lost their barns and house, they’ll dig in and rebuild their lives as if nothing happened. So long as they have each other, just like we did after our first long winter. Strange how when one of us felt like packing and heading back to the plains and towns, the other one of us would inspire strength and keep us resolved to see our dream here through, together. It’s really one of the best things I miss about you, your delicate voice, like a signature song to my heart.
Well- as you know by now, winter is well on its way, and I must head out and split more firewood. Dawn is about to peek, and you loved how I enjoyed watching her splendor spilling over our summit, along with her warm glow touching me. That and how she’ll always remind me… of you.
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Poet of the Light © 2022
After letters collection.
Whispers of a poet's heart 
Very beautiful, lyrical, poignant prose. So well written.
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Thank you. I appreciate your comment. This is the latest addtion for this specific collection.
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PoL!!! Why don’t you work on an epistolary novel? I can guarantee it’l be a hit!
It will resonate with many readers and bring happiness to many more.
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Who says I’m not? 😉 “Whispers of a poets heart” and “After letters” are two separate collections I’m sharing from. Thank you very much for you comments.
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I understand that they’re two separate collections.
I hope you publish “After Letters” if you haven’t already. If you have, then do share the link. I’d very much like to read more.
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There are more excerpts on my site here if you go back ways. All are titled as After letters followed by a separate dates.
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Great! 😀
I shall help myself to them.
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Which month and year did you begin publishing – After Letters?
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I posted them prior to Nov 2021
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Thank you!
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I have a few needing to be edited not posted that I plan on working on soon. Currently there maybe 6-7 others posted in 2021
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Ok. I’ll look for them and if I can’t find them then I’ll wait for the time when you’ll post them next.
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Let me if you can’t find them.
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I love how with every line you write it’s as though the reader is right there viewing all you describe! You are such a Blessing to all who read. Gods strength and Love be with you Always.
Julia
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Thank you my friend. I’m glad you enjoy it. Blessing to you and yours…
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