Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Walk in December

angel pink

Walk in December

This is jewel-tree corner,
where I held your hand
and the streetlights
looked on, and I wanted
to keep the moment
beyond what seemed possible,
permissible, keep
the pressure of your fingers
against mine, and the ice
clinging to bare branches,
sparkling like pink
Depression glass.


Angel Photo by L.L. Barkat.

This poem is offered for One Shot Wednesday.

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25 Comments:

Blogger M.L. Gallagher said...

This is so beautiful. I love visiting here -- you make my heart go all soft and guishy! :)

8:13 AM  
OpenID togetherforgood said...

well done. :)

9:02 AM  
Blogger Maureen said...

Romantical and lyrical.

You could do a hot dance on ice.

9:09 AM  
Blogger Louise said...

Don't we all have moments we wish we could hold on to like this. I had one just yesterday...

9:25 AM  
Blogger e.o.w. said...

Your words bring the scene alive...

9:38 AM  
Blogger Thoughts for the day said...

Beautiful...

12:47 PM  
Blogger Phoenix-Karenee said...

I love those trees and the way they sing with the light.

5:52 PM  
Blogger Linda said...

I can't decide which I am more taken with - the picture or the poem. They are both simply lovely.

6:13 PM  
Blogger Vicki Munn said...

i can picture it...
i like your words.

6:32 PM  
Blogger Kathleen Overby said...

Pink depression glass is the best part. iSee it.

9:20 PM  
Blogger Steve Isaak said...

Short, almost-sublime, effective, work. I wish more poets were this brief and this exemplary.

9:27 PM  
Blogger nance marie said...

i agree with ml.
lovely gushy
pink sparkles

11:05 PM  
Blogger Brian Miller said...

there are certain moments you want to hold onto...and you have done that well with your words...

11:05 PM  
Blogger hedgewitch said...

I like the abrupt ending, it frames the moment, seperates it from what came before and after, and emphasizes its importance. Beautiful imagery as well, especially the last line about Depression glass--made in hard times, yet of great beauty.

11:21 PM  
Anonymous Chris G. said...

Romantic memory-longing; an efficient capture of a moment in time. Funny how a place, a touch, can set us back through time and space...

12:37 AM  
Blogger jen revved said...

Beauteous-- deceptively simple-- wanting to hold on to ice and all that burns...did you see Tony Single's poem? Thanks for stopping by--xxxxj

2:25 AM  
Blogger DeLi said...

expressive photo, and narrated well by its verse

6:01 AM  
Blogger Eric Alder said...

There's a lot captured in that moment. Nice One Shot, LL!

11:11 AM  
Blogger Beachanny said...

Set the season between the initial image ... jewel-tree corner followed with streetlights aglow and ending with the soft pink glow sparkling clean depression glass. Beautiful.

12:43 PM  
Blogger Desert Rose said...

Raw,love the imagery here..soothing!
so beautiful..:)

12:59 PM  
Blogger Joanne said...

Set the emotion, the touch, between the Christmas-color images. Tight, sweet, cuddly!

5:39 PM  
Blogger dustus said...

Wow. The feeling of wanting to hold onto love through depression. Powerful, heartbreaking, and beautiful. cheers

7:29 AM  
Anonymous Sandra Heska King said...

Awwwww.

7:16 PM  
Blogger Emily said...

Oh... beautiful, and the end is so full--pink depression glass--so much allusion there, but so grounded in the tangible, too. I love it.

2:10 AM  
OpenID ordinarilyextraordinary.com said...

So beautiful.

5:45 PM  

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