Walk On Ice
Author: Pondering Red
We walk over
an even thin coat of ice
on this cold raw day,
that is turning quickly into night.
That seemingly - frozen in time - glow
of dusk casts its
silver grey icy glow.
Small white yellow lights are
onto the old trees,
in the old summer park,
adding some cheer.
These trees seem larger and eerie in the
rapidly approaching darkness,
I walk slower.
You are ahead.
There is a cold glare of icy sky
over the grey concrete and brick buildings.
Nothing is flattering.
You cross the wide street
I stand in the vortex
of winds from
I see your brooding aura
in the distance now...
as dispiriting and unimpassioned
as this oppresive night.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|RinRin (22.214.171.124) -- Tuesday, December 14 2004, 10:11 pm|
This carries weight, Red. The weight of sadness...it's so heavy, I want to cry. But I love it :)
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