Thursday, 27 January 2011

Visitation

Greasy spoon warmth
January isolated outside.
Through splintered clouds
Light touches glass -
A myriad of translucent jewels
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2 comments:

  1. Cynthia27 January 2011 at 17:32

    You take me to this place, and I love how you convey the warmth of being inside the restaurant in the winter looking outside, and receiving the gift of such beautiful reflections as the "myriad of translucent jewels" through the window's glass. Very lovely.

    I am also enjoying your other "stone poems"here as well. Beautiful.

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  2. Hussam28 January 2011 at 02:38

    Dear Cynthia - Thank you for your lovely warm comment and to feel your connection to the poems.
    That's made me happy this morning!
    All the best - Hussam

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