by Jeph Johnson and Tammy Vogel


A cool breeze ruffles her hair while the teasing scent of snow tickles my nose


No sounds can be heard but the sleeping snores of nature


We stare towards a muted sky but the cloud's power has shadowed the sunshine


We feel everything moving




In the frozen stillness we wait

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A collaboration with my then fiancé Tammy Vogel, 2003

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Starward's picture

I agree with the comment above, this is incredibly beautiful.


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jenfool's picture

Very beautiful poem. You write very well..