When the Birds Listened

old man winter's story

When the Birds Listened

There was always someone or something hovering around the chill of Old Man 

Winter. His blustery form taking the millennium by storm in the history of 

mankind. You take those blackbirds, big shiny feathered creatures who once 

listened to the Old Man speaking of Moses walk down the mountain in Sinai. Or that huge 

cold hovering around the Argonne forest when American troops held the line against the 

Germans forces. Old Man Winter had seen it all, from the first coat tails of penguins to 

the Ice Age when his influence ruled the world. For a cold son of a b***h he really knew 

how to tell a story deep in narrative, swirling with surprise layered on surprise. His 

stories were infinite. Who else, but wintery eyes, could surpass the tale of the earth 

unfolding.When a bird died he would summons all the powers of Earth to vanquish the 

bird's material body. The rebirth occurred shortly afterward. A jubilation of an old friend 

seemed appropriate. Undaunted, the bitter sweet cold of winter, birds flocked in mutual 

abundance as they traveled. Old Man Winter witnessing the events of mankind, the Earth 

unraveling and the birds listening to tales of their home. 

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

Hi Julie!

Thanks! Soon, hopefully, they will get longer and longer. I have the Golden Box in mind representing the divine dimension of the universe. It's discovered in Central Park, NYC. It floats!

Regards,
Al

[MsJewel]

Wow...an amazing story and the images you have created are fantastic..
Who else, but wintery eyes, could surpass the tale of the earth unfolding...
Brilliant writing and such a pleasure to read.

:) Julie

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Lizardo!

I need all the encouragement I can get. Take care!

Regards,
Al

[Lizardo]

Wow this is a great story! I love it all.
It really seems like winter watches every important part of history...
Great piece of work!

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Pryde!

It's always good to see you here!

Regards,
Old Man Winter

[Pryde Foltz]

Old Man Winter witnessing the events of mankind, the Earth

unraveling and the birds listening to tales of their home.

A bit of a gate keeper our old man. Loved this write, Alfred.

[Alfred Kukitz]

Yes silver he would be proud! Thanks!

[m.s.early]

Beautiful. Jack Frost would be proud :)