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yellow ducks of buckhorn

cedar planks line the dim lit hall

morning snow begins to fall

sepia print in a chipped wood frame

embers spark from the franklin flame

 

rustling sounds from bunks below

records play in a tight alcove

bacon grills on an iron sheet

gloves are warmed by baseboard heat

 

bean bags tossed on colored ****

papka placed as a punching bag

red brick wall with mounted poles

windows filled with glacier bowls

 

whiskey jack on the southern rail

a frozen patch of wine and ale

pine cones fall in gathering white

brothers bathed in firelight

 

sleighs are on the table top

canyon road is at a stop

northern winds that bite the face

lines are up the gondola base

 

cornice clipped by gully goats

the rubber man appears to float

alpine depths are on the rise

peaking sun through parting skies

 

triple ropes and nordic luge

honored guests from baton rouge

gelande jumps on rainbow drive

nostalgia’s light and warm reply

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ck-baker
Published
Jan 2, 2017
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#winter#snow#cabin#mountain#christmas#skiing
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