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Notes from the Waxhaws

Carolina winter morning

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Outside…silver half-moon

hanging in a cobalt-blue sky.

Nearby…awakened crows cry out

while taking wing.

In the distance…a train’s

lonely lamentations.

The sharp reports of a rifle.

Inside…crackling flames

from the fireplace.

The smell of coffee in the cup

cradled in my hands.

Shadows cast by an orange sun…

newly risen…

creeping silently across the wall.

Written by Jim

February 3, 2013 at 8:34 am

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  1. Thanks for putting ‘Carolina in my mind.’

    Maurice A. Barry

    February 3, 2013 at 9:55 am


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