Friday, December 24, 2010

Walking at 3 am

Northwind bends tree
hissing icy sleet
peppers the street.
Shadows flee
where feet
and sidewalk meet;
darkness echos
footstep in corners,
walking the brick
under the beams
around the corner
and back again.


Holli said...

This is beautiful....

Lora said...

I love all the poetry lately!

dragyonfly said...

zank you!

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