Winter Solstice

This was based on a dream I had. My imagination can be a great inspiration sometimes :).

As tiny white particles fall from the sky,

my hands curve around the brass knob

of the front door and

turn it,

I step out into an endless abyss.

 

Thousands of people live on this earth

yet every moment,

it is only I

and the approaching wanderer.

 

This is where I’ll wait.

When the roads are blocked

and the sky is a deep blue.

This is where he finds me,

every winter’s solstice,

while the world is sleeping

snug against the fireplace.

 

This is where we stay.

Us children,

Laughing, and playing. 

Reviews

[ayele marie dalmeida]

you truly have a great imagination, its really cool how you can use that to write such a cool and expressive piece . Very nice:-)

[Sami Khalil]

"When the roads are blocked

and the sky is a deep blue.

This is where he finds me,

every winter’s solstice,

while the world is sleeping

snug against the fireplace."

A very good write...Thank you for sharing...:).................

[Tassawwur]

Yes imagination can be great inspirations at times."this is where I'll wait" says all for me. Keep writing.