Wings for Thursday Prompt
I'll walk and walk on an autumn night, early winter
In between these seasons I'll stroll, alone I contemplate
This heavy coat
A wool cap pulled over my eyes British style
These hoping hands resting in lined pockets
I'll look up to points of light like gleaming crystals
At peace I'll be with my human self
Someday I wonder too about this retiring life
Where will I be when early winter turns?
With snowy wings I'll fly in peace
My breath as ghosts left behind
cul de sac
1 month ago
10 comments:
A lovely interpretation of the prompt, Square Corner.
I wonder too...
Oh, how I love that last line.
Lovely poem.
Pamela
This is a strong piece. Pure narrative style.
Well done, enjoyed the read.
I can feel the chill this poem evokes.
Square Corner,
I just loved the cool delivery of your words. A delighful read.
Eileen
Loved the last two lines especially - very beautiful and peaceful end...
This is a wonderfully tranquil respite in our busy lives..I feel like I've just taken a deep breath and stopped to rest a while. One can hope our life's journey ends as gently as your poem does...
Lynette
brilliant..
soothing ending,
well done.
Someday I wonder about this retiring life..where will I be...just wondering..
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