A field of frost
white as your hair
covers the impatiens
and the grass and the steps
come morning.
The migrating sparrows that blackened the sky
have sung their way home
and silent as the ground under snow
and silent as the ground under snow
is the outdoors, yet you sing
in the bath you designed
come morning.
You linger over your powders and ointments
and with ponderous steps walk the tile you laid
round the porcelain you set
and reach for the razor to stand and confront
the eye-level mirrors that are beveled and true
come morning.
17 comments:
Gosh Yvonne, this is just lovely.
You sure pack power into your words, Yvonne!
Anne and Jemi,
Thank you both so much. This means much coming from two such wordsmiths as yourselves!
Wonderful words as these mornings change, become so cold. The routine just doesn’t change..
Hi Tony,
You're right, the routines stay the same and I think the older we get the more set we get in our ways. All the more reason to take the new road, write a new story, paint a new scene...get out of our comfort zone! Thanks for commenting here.
Mmm... I like the relaxed rhythm and imagery. (=
Oh gosh, this is stunning. I am there in all of it. You pared down the words and emotion so they could sit, clear and soft in a palm. Beautiful and thank you for sharing.
Jo,
Thank you sooooo much!
Liza,
What a beautifully rendered comment! "Words to sit soft in the palm." I love that! Thank you.
Absolutely beautiful.
I felt like I was looking out on a snowy field while reading this. :)
Talli,
Thank you so much!
Golden Eagle,
Thank you. That's nice.
Epitaph on G-Man's Tombstone....
"He was sort of cool,
for being so stout....
But Yvonne stood him up,
for a Brussel Sprout!"
(Have a Kick Ass Week-End)
This sounds like my front yard right now, although it's a thin layer of snow and not frost. Brrr!
Lovely imagery!
G.
You are such a poet at heart! Stood up for a brussel sprout, indeed. Crazy funny guy.
Stephanie,
Thank you so much! It's great to hear from you.
If that was outside my window I'm be more obsessed with the view.
Beautiful :)
Alex,
I am obsessed with the outdoors, with nature and our fragile hold on this earth. Thanks.
Taryn,
Thank you so much!
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