“Is there any movement?” my neighbor asked this afternoon.

“No,” I replied.
“Tomorrow there might be some,” she said.
“It’s a possibility. Then nothing the rest of the week.”
Weather: Back to winter, but to a user-friendly version, with temps just above or below freezing.
Snow: Magic Carpet (firm base plus two inches powder)
Here are the responses to last Sunday’s Climbing Rhyme challenge, reprinted from the Comment Box in the order they were received. Thank you, brave Climbing Rhymers.
MorningSide tree
Sheds debris as
Snow fleas tryst, climb—
Before time fades,
Sublime beams gain-
say chill grains. Late
Refrain heralds
Wintertide’s grip.
-EM
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Snow deeper than the knee
Sap we must free
Each TREE in a line
Just one more CLIMB
Don’t miss one, its a crime
Its maple time, oh the strain
The tappers constant pain
one more ridge to attain
all for the Knoll’s sweet sweet GAIN
-TS
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Lo maple tree
Bring sweet tea forth
Tis the season
Of which fun springs
And sun brings birth
Only worth while
Our hearth and sweat
Oh to fret time
Then let us drink
-SP
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This Sunday’s Prompt: Any of the three suggestions below. For a refresher on how to compose Climbing Rhyme, refer to the post “Year of the Climbing Rhyme.”
1)

2) Sound suggestions:
—ay
—ome
—ite
3) Find words and sounds that MOVE. We need MOVEMENT.
Frozen old breeze,
What appease would
A bees sweet knees
Be if these small
Hermes milked trees?
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So pleasing, so easy on the ear. Thank you, Ross.
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skiers coming
trail winding look
out sing out move
here and groove there
soul soothin run
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Sitzmark, sitzmark. Thank you, Charlie, for running with it.
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Nothing to do with sugaring…..
Cat lies down near
his soft dear eyes.
come here my love.
think not of else.
Belove my friend.
we transcend now,
heart mends at once.
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Kay, thank you for this lullaby.
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Very nice, makes me miss having a cat – scott
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This one’s a stretch and breaks out of the climbing pattern on the last line:
Tree. Vinyasa.
For it’s the flow
To a finish.
Where a dish, it
with fish, perhaps,
will perfect
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Perhaps. Perfect. Permitted to stretch the rules, always. Thank you, Scott.
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