Pavement Diamonds

Gold cherry

By Ewan

Wed, 17 Jan 2018
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After the slicking rain,

when the sun comes out

and Iris flies overhead,

out of reach except

from the corner of an eye,

as the last steam rises

from an erstwhile puddle,

you glimpse a diamond-sparkle

on pavement flags.

 

Hopscotching

remaining pools,

you wish for chalk

and pebbles

in your pocket.

Your smile isn't for

the café-terrace waitress,

but you get one

in return.

 

 

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Comments

Submitted by Di_Hard on

This is lovely, finding joy in fragile beautiful things like this moment and making it last forever in a poem

 

Submitted by Stephen Thom on

Pretty piece. Nice word economy. Liked slicking rain, last steam rises, erstwhile puddle... enjoyed. Feels positive

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

So many smiles. It's the sun, they say.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

A smile to lift our spirits. smiley

Submitted by fatboy74 on

This fantastic poem is our Facebook/Twitter pick of the day. Please like and share, if you too dream of "erstwhile puddles". 

 

Submitted by Ewan on

 very much for the pick. Some moments are meant to be remembered

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