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post May 6 07, 10:22
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Hope's Slope


On Hope’s Peak, we wend our way
through powdered paradise,
gleaming smiles in sun’s warmth.

Cutting fresh tracks, we
slow
the
pace
down …

just long enough to enjoy
Nan’s lunch at her “Heavenly Hut”
high in the clouds.

We can almost touch
His
nebulosity
overhead --
embracing the might of this
wondrous slope before us.

Lofty, emerald pines shroud the
terrain just out of reach, the city beyond --
we realize time’s passing and tepidly
wave
goodbye.
Humbly trodden paths
of this fantastic forest
reveal the way home;
we compliment sun’s
descent
toward
dusk.
Jamie slides to an abrupt stop:
ski shop owner Hope lays injured…

“Just - one - slalom…
Rescue? Ski Patrol?” her words
barely audible,
trail off.
“Once - a long time ago, friend.”
Their eyes say so much more.

I wend my way through
powder’s hell-fire,
hoping upon life’s hands
I make it back before
Hope
and
time
surrender.

Copyright © Lorraine M Kanter


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post May 8 07, 11:15
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This is a great one, Lori. I love the way you've weaved the snow slopes, the enjoyment, as well as the accident, into your poem. Wonderful Flash work!!
I'll see whether I have any suggestions, to take or toss... :-)


QUOTE (Cleo_Serapis @ May 6 07, 17:22 ) [snapback]95551[/snapback]
Hope's Slope


On Hope’s Peak, we wend our way
through powdered paradise,
gleaming smiles in sun’s warmth.

[b]I'm not sure about 'gleaming smiles'...sounds toothpasty...sorry!!! Otherwise, excellent beginning.


Cutting fresh tracks, we
slow
the
pace
down …

just long enough to enjoy
Nan’s lunch at her “Heavenly Hut”
high in the clouds. Beautiful!!!!

We can almost touch
[glow=yellow]His
cotton balls
[[/glow]indent]
overhead --
[/indent]embracing the might of this
wondrous slope before us.

Lori, I'm probably dirty-minded, but doesn't '....touch----His----cotton balls----- sound a bit, well...you know, not quite respectful?! Unless I've completely missed the meaning... blush21.gif


Lofty, emerald pines shroud the
terrain just out of reach, the city beyond --
we realize time’s passing and tepidly
wave
goodbye.


Humbly trodden paths
of this fantastic forest
reveal the way home;
we compliment sun’s
descent
toward
dusk.
Jamie slides to an abrupt stop:
ski shop owner Hope lays injured… This surprise event is very well managed. I hadn't expected anything of the sort. Good story woven in, congrats!

“Just - one - slalom…
Rescue? Ski Patrol?” her words
barely audible, trail off.

“Once - a long time ago, friend.”
Their eyes say so much more. How true...how poignant.

I wend my way through
powder’s hell-fire,
hoping upon life’s hands
I make it back before
Hope
and
time
surrender.


The ending leaves me wondering whether you get back in time to save Hope. I suppose the Flash didn't allow more time. All the same, I like poems -and stories- where the reader has to decide, or imagine, various finales.

Lovely, touching work, Lori! Good idea to post it in the forum. I shall be watching developments.
Hugs, Syl *** Snowflake.gif


Copyright © Lorraine M Kanter[/b]


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