a small intimacy circa early 70's

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    a small intimacy circa early 70's

    I would sit in the pickup

    by an Aspen stand

    across from the rocky creek

    fed by the melting snow

    from the Medicine Bow Mountain Range

    this was where we burned our trash

    at evening I would sit there

    a can of beer in my hand

    the trash burning behind

    facing a pine ridge, silhouetted

    in front of a purple and orange sky

    occasionally in the sky to the west

    before the stars came out

    I would see

    a white contrail

    pushing a small silver object toward the coast

    I treasure those times

    and though I did not know it then

    it was a time of transition for me

    not long after that I left the mountains

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    meatloaf commented on a small intimacy circa early 70's

    03-01-2011

    Last year, you sent me to drive that range and it was a profound experience. I feel like I may have been at that same place. A place where ancient souls come!
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    shallenemcgrath commented on a small intimacy circa early 70's

    02-24-2011

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    Teardrops commented on a small intimacy circa early 70's

    02-22-2011

    I know the pain you felt when you left your mts . I left mine twice when i married and when death brought me back to Ok . Great write lane but your writes are always wonderful Marie
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    Whiskers commented on a small intimacy circa early 70's

    02-22-2011

    Always liked those lone thoughtful times out in nature. It's a shame it has to come to an end but we are the better for it. Just found this work here on you site when pulling up A cowboy, Elk and Dog story to read to my momma. She wasn't aware of prose and I wanted to introduce her to it through you. She loved it. Blessings, Whiskers.
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    train64

    02/23/2011

    Thanks W.. Quite an honor.. though undeserving..and i am happy that she liked it..T

    sanctus commented on a small intimacy circa early 70's

    02-22-2011

    Excellent write and such a powerful message! .............................
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