Woman in Blue

Cherry

By Silver Spun Sand

Sat, 07 Dec 2013
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8 comments
 

You glimpse her from a window,

merely for a second, out in her backyard,

wrapped in a winter-jasmine wind...a shabby

tenement block, red framed behind her,

like a painting by Degas...pinkly

shimmering in the mist.

 

Waif-like...sublimely unaware – reaching

for a twig of corkscrew hazel, sadly –

way beyond her reach, but still her arms

stretch upwards to the sky, as if to float,

to fly, far from foggy Camden Town,

railway lines, graffiti-riddled bridges,

wheelchairs, and things.

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Silver Spun Sand Poems
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Comments

Submitted by VeraClark on

Absolutely shattering. Love this. 

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Many thanks, Vera.  Pleased you liked.

Tina

 

Submitted by Bee on

Really beautiful and more stunning for the slightly casual throw away air at the end. I had to remind myself to breathe again.

Bee

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Gosh, Bee. I do hope you are breathing normally nowsmiley  I should hate to be responsible for any calamities.

Seriously though, thanks for taking the trouble to tell me you enjoyed, in such a delightful way.

Have a peaceful Sunday.

Tina

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

A picture of contrasts, to fill in the details, a lovely little cameo, like a painting as you said. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Thank you, Rhiannon.  I'm glad you agreed. 

Have a nice Mondaysmiley

Tina

 

Submitted by paxxick on

The cameo from the window, perfectly executed.

I can follow, if not emulate, the choice of words to describe the urban backyard setting- but then the "corkscrew hazel"- where did that come from? I would love to learn how.

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Hello there, paxxock.  The story in the poem was loosely based on my late daughter.  Corkscrew hazel was one of her favourite trees.  She loved using their contorted stems in her flower arrangements. 

Many thanks for your interest, and kind words.  It means a lot to me, as you can imagine.

Tina