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IT IS SOMETHING HOW WHAT WE THINK AT THE TIME ARE HIGH MOUNTAINS , WHEN WE LOOK BACK ARE JUST A SMALL HILL, THANKS KENT
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Riversidepoet
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October 2, 2008
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Sam
I love it when we journey through life and have moments when we realize...
the damage had been slight, hardly more than cosmetic. When we're mired in indecision or transition sometimes it's hard to know this but later, when we look back, its usually the case. 
posted by
Troosha
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October 2, 2008
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Superb piece my dear Shelly!
beautifully done as always; many blessings and thanks always
posted by
mariaki
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October 2, 2008
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You are always so profound !
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afzal50
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October 2, 2008
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posted by
Samantha39
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October 2, 2008
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Stunning
I love the way in which you are able to bring such depth to something so beautiful
posted by
lionreign
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October 2, 2008
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A beautiful picture with sensory details; thank you! Enjoyed reading it.
posted by
snowview
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October 2, 2008
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A walk like this must have been invigorating. Even reflection can be. Your poetry always stirs me.
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yellowrose55
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October 1, 2008
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Something about footprints in the cold makes me think of decisive thinking. Cold calculations and cool reasoning.A determination to destination.
You always get me thinking! Good job sam.
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merkie
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October 1, 2008
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What an astounding poet you are, Sam!
I can only imagine walking in the snow barefoot if I was fleeing from danger, that the snow would record the degree of violence by the amount of blood left in the footprints.
Cee 
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LadyCeeMarie
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October 1, 2008
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thats was wonderful!
Wyatts been waiting and waiting for the snow...made me think of him right away
posted by
Katherine_Ann
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October 1, 2008
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sam444
Great read!
I imagined myself walking in the snow. I felt the cold. I did the thinking and thinking.
Your poem has much universal appeal. I enjoyed it!
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jacenta
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October 1, 2008
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you are poetry Sam ! I love you ! my books out !
http://www.amazon.com/ Osiris Halisi
posted by
lestate7
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October 1, 2008
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Wow!
Such complexity, so concisely expressed . . .
posted by
Soaker
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October 1, 2008
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Shelly
You just broke out a buried memory of mine....I may have to explore it soon. But for now, beautiful imagery....I've never gone barefoot in the snow, only in socks...but it was magical...
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Krisles
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October 1, 2008
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Shelly
You have given voice to something I do myself fairly often! People are forever tsk-tsking, thinking I am nuts, and they may of course be right...
And thanks for the continuing promo - the readership for that blog is dwindling rapidly...
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Nautikos
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October 1, 2008
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Right - sometimes what we feel is so dire, is, in hindsight, not so awful. Wonderful imagery! Mal
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gapcohen
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October 1, 2008
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I could imagine the stillness of a night, walking in the snow in the moonlight and looking behind at the footprints, going nowhere in particular, but sill going ahead...Very good, sam.
posted by
auslander
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October 1, 2008
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I have done that same thing...and how absolute your illustration is!
did I say it was good?...
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_teddypoet_
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October 1, 2008
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