Sunday, December 19, 2010

December for Sunday Scribblings, Stillness for One Single Impression

December Stillness

I wake up early
and cleave my way
through the thick,
black morning

on this, one of the shortest
days of the year.
I glance outside
and the street light

illuminates the fresh
inch of snow we received
during the night.
I have laundry to do,

gifts to wrap,
a floor to wash,
papers to correct.
But, I sit

in my La Z Boy
and watch the neighbor's
chimney breathe.
I glance up

at the white bread
of the sky. I glance
down at the white
bread of the snow.

Then just sit
in the still sandwich
of a December
dawn.

19 comments:

jaerose said...

What beautiful imagery - 'the breathing chimney'..the 'sandwich' of snow..you captured how it feels to be 'snowed in' just perfectly..Jae

Understanding Alice said...

I really liked this poem - you excelled yourself - and how beautiful those still moments are.

gautami tripathy said...

What a sandwich! I am enjoying the lingering taste..

dead woman and her stillnessin a cold december morning

Berowne said...

We've got a white-bread sky here too, at the moment. Well written.

Saire said...

Ooh I love this! :) We never get snow where I live and this week has been quite hot, so it's nice to sit in the air conditioning and imagine your quiet snow sandwich :)

brenda w said...

Linda, This is beautiful. Papers can wait, they'll still be there tomorrow. :) mmmmmm.

Greta said...

How lovely! Now I'll be looking at breathing chimneys.

Ramesh Sood said...

Wish could be around snow.. and enjoy the way you do.. well written..

gs batty said...

awesome...words of a true writer. excellent writing

gs batty said...

I had to come back and read it again. Once in awhile a poem, a story comes that is way above what the rest of us have written. Your words, your poem is one of those times.

Lilibeth said...

It was beautiful and made me smile. All day I'll be remembering, and tomorrow morning I think I'll look up at my sky too.

Mary said...

I really like this. The breathing chimney and cleaving through the dark...well done.

spiritsoflena said...

I like the peaceful nature of this poem and its imagery.

JanePoet ~ Deborah said...

wonderful! thanks for sharing the morning and your poetic take on it.

Flying Monkey said...

Beautiful piece. Love it!

Felicity said...

Love this. :)
The last stanza is my favourite.
Thank you for taking up the prompt.

Giggles said...

Always amazing you hit the nail on the head! "Breathing chimney" "sandwich of snow" bred of pensive thought I'm sure! Well done. I love how you captured the busy womans syndrome in there too!

Hugs Giggles

Tumblewords: said...

Ah, this is beautifully visual! Love it...

Lisa at Greenbow said...

Yes, I can see how you would feel like the filling in the oreo.

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