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Chiseled by great glacial movement

Etched by mighty winds and rain

Stands a range of distant mountains

Sensual in their pristine grandeur

Cloud cloaked summits hiding faces

From the sting of wind blown snow

Waiting for the sun’s flirtation

Warming respite from the cold

On the slopes are verdant meadows

Crystal streams and waterfalls

Great pine forests full of wildlife

Range for bald and golden eagles

Nestled snugly in the valley

Lies a village ‘neath its slopes

Awed by nature’s supreme sculpture

Humbled ever, at its feet


8/30/91             Phyllis DeWitt VanVleck


4’th … NFSPS 1993

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Wyoming wind is wicked

Meaner than you think

It slaps you senseless with its gusts

Until your cheeks turn pink


It tears your hair and takes your breath

And nearly knocks you down

It’s with you all four seasons

In country and in town


You dare not plan a picnic feast

With paper cups and plates

Because the wind will blow it all

Into the neighboring states


Yes, I complain, you bet I do

That wind is not my friend

And I am here to say I think

The torture has no end


The air is full of dust and grit

Wind sometimes moans all night

And in my haunted dreams it howls . . .

“Come on out and FIGHT!”


June 29,2000   Phyllis DeWitt-VanVleck

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