I wanted to share the photos… then they inspired this ‘modified memory’… so you get both…
Pink sunset (edited only to add text). Photo by Sandra.
Do you remember the time
You snuck into my room
That night after the storm
Back when our love was brand new?
Fresh white powder everywhere…
You took me out to play
Down sloping Chapel Hill
On a stolen dinner tray.
We traced the paths of others
Who slid the hill before,
But gone now fast asleep
Alone down the hill we soared.
It’s cold my dear I whispered.
You laughed at my soft words.
No one is out here, love,
You could scream and not be heard.
All smiles, you led me inside
And peeled off my damp clothes.
Are you still cold my love?
Come with me no one will know.
In silence we slipped into
One of the girls’ showers.
The way you warmed me there
I could have stayed for hours.
In towels we hurried back.
You wouldn’t let me dress.
You wrapped me up in bed,
Laid my head against your chest.
But honey my toes are cold.
You smiled and moved the sheets.
You crawled to the bed’s edge
Used your touch to warm my feet.
I adored that you kissed them,
Every one of my toes.
Maybe I was warm then
But so flustered I don’t know.
You kissed your way to my lips
Whispered and held me tight…
Can we build a snowman…?
Maybe late tomorrow night?
Pink sunset, the second (edited only to add text). Photo by Sandra.
what sandra thinks 
A beautiful tale. The hero was a man after my own heart. He made it hius job to warm her toes. LOL That is exactly what I would have done. You did a good job this one.
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Thanks! I think I wrote that detail because it’s close to actual events… and because my toes were cold (and they still are). Then I remembered that about you… I think it occurred to me around the 20th reread of my draft before I posted. 🙂
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LOL Thank you so much. That’s funny. I really loved the detail. Gave me a delicious visual. This piece was very good. We were talking about the supermarket post, right?
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Yes… supermarket. Why? Got something for me? (And I don’t mean groceries… hahaha!)
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LOL It will post on Monday. Thanks for the inspiration. I hope you like it.
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I’m sure it will be lovely. Can’t wait to read it!
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Anxious for your opinion. Thanks. Have a great evening.
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I love this tale. Thanks for sharing, Sandra. 🙂
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Thanks, Michelle!
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Photography , Editing , Writing , Memories 🙂 🙂 🙂
Turtle Hugs ❤
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What? Have you found me a job?? 😛
I had to take those pictures… you should have seen me run outside with no coat when the sky turned pink. It was so beautiful I didn’t want to miss it — sunset happens too fast! Only 34 degrees (F) – who needs a coat? 😀
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No need for a coat when you have beautiful sunsets 🙂 or someone warming up your toes 😉
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That was a long long time ago (toes)… feels like a whole other life….
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Some of us have these “whole other lives” , some of us just remember them , while some of us – like you – have the talent to write beautiful stories around them 🙂
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Well, thank you. I feel very special now. ♥ And I was really bitter yesterday when the power went out… so I wrote. On paper. With a pen.
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And do you like it ? I mean pen to paper . do you feel you write differently ? I do love pens and paper and thoughts flow in a different way , maybe because we can’t write so fast as typing 😉
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I do like it. I keep a few blank notebooks by the bed… one by the sofa… a few on the desk. And pens everywhere… so I’m ready whenever (and wherever) inspiration strikes. Sometimes I think it makes me write differently. But sometimes I get frustrated when I want to cross out and edit… and I can’t fit it into the space… and it becomes unreadable… Haha! 🙂
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colored post its to the rescue 😉
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What a gorgeous sky! This sounds like a college memory? Wish I’d met a guy like that in college! Very sweet and sexy!
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Oh yes…. college. Best years of my life… I’d go back in a second. You know… if I could be that age, too, of course. If I went back at my current age, that might be creepy and there might be an arrest. 😀
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I had a blast in college too but never met a romantic guy! My 3 best friends were dudes though… Might have scared some guys away! I’d like a do-over too. Hey, maybe we could be the sorority version of “Old School”! I get to be Will Farell! 😀
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Haha! Sounds good to me! I came out of my shell, so to speak, in college. Of course, in more recent years, I’ve been crawling back in.
I was, uh… not a good girl in college. Very naughty. (I actually have some real-life-reads-like-fiction posts about that!) I knew many guys who were the typical college bang-and-bail type… but I knew a few good ones… only one of whom was ever really “mine” (my sledding partner).
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Yeah, I haven’t ever posted about any of my college escapades. There are some things best shrouded in fiction!
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One of the many reasons for my anonymity here! I want to spill it all… every last detail… however sordid they may be… 😀
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That’s awesome! I should’ve thought of that! It is fun to relive those memories. So if I ever start writing raunchy short stories set in the late 80s- early 90s… 😀
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Hahahahaa! I’ll look out for those. 🙂
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You’re getting better! Rhyme isn’t my cup of tea, but you make it look so goooood. It sounds really natural. Probably my favourite lines right here:
“Fresh white powder everywhere…
You took me out to play
Down sloping Chapel Hill
On a stolen dinner tray.”
(I’m a free verse girl.)
xo
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I’m not sure how to interpret “getting better”… sounds like I sucked before…
The weird thing is that the first poem I wrote did not rhyme… and one of the first comments I got was someone telling me they liked poetry that rhymes better… so I guess someone will always be disappointed. I have written a few that don’t rhyme. Sometimes I find they don’t sound like they flow. I have a few non-rhyming ones I haven’t posted because I’m not sure about them.
But what do I know. Until 2 months ago, I never wrote poetry. I really have no idea how to judge my own work before posting. I just review and tweak it until I don’t feel embarrassed to post what I’ve written…
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Nope, you didn’t suck before. There’s room for improvement in everyone. Does Clive James suck? No. But he could write even better.
And yes, you won’t please everyone… but don’t let that dictate what you do and don’t post. I enjoy reading everything you write- I was just say that rhyming poetry is something I personally don’t write.
I’ve seen some pretty sucky poetry, but yours isn’t it.
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Before I started writing it, I didn’t read poetry often. And when I did, I had no idea if what I was reading was “good” or “bad” poetry. Who am I to judge? I can only know whether or not I enjoyed it. I read lots more now, and I like some… and don’t care for some. Just personal preference, I guess…
But somewhere in my head, I always wondered if the stuff I didn’t care for… the stuff that didn’t seem (to me) like it meant anything or was way too cryptic to understand. To me, that feels like the author is trying to hard to be mysterious or sound smarter than the rest of us. It sort of puts me off. But I still wonder if that’s supposed to be “good” poetry and the stuff I actually liked wasn’t. I have no idea!
Hell, I have been reading and re-reading my own fiction for years and I love it. I know I’m not the greatest writer of all time, but everything I’ve ever written came from the heart… I pour myself into it. And going back to read it again… I love it more every time. But of course, that doesn’t make it any easier to share it with the world — no one else is connected to it like I am so I never know what sort of reactions to expect!
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Thank you for following, too!
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My pleasure…
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Beautiful photos! And I love the story. Warmed my heart!
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Thank you! 🙂
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Gorgeous imagery with your words and a perfect pairing with your sunset picture. 😊
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Thanks so much!
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You’re welcome. 😃
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