it’s a wonderful life

Aroma and bubbling of a Seattle blend
Dark splitting open by jagged blue
Promises of the sun
Soft light dusting treetops–only treetops–magic beyond miracle
Squirrel’s ass bounding to safety
The red barn where he once sculpted in metals
Old white house, black coffin shutters where I imagine Poe sailing on a brigantine in a bottle, the ancient bottle forever resting upon an antiquated sideboard with missing crystal glass pulls
Lanza’s voice at any volume
Moon roof parting like the gymnasium floor, Charleston revelers diving in
Gold sparkles on my fingers from latest spray paint project
Son adjusts side view mirrors
The mere possibility of these glorious events repeating
Tomorrow, while driving to school

wood nymph

thinking of Christmas movies on this warm, sunny day 😉

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2 thoughts on “it’s a wonderful life

  1. Ah, you and that Christmas stuff! 🙂 (Just foolin’ ya – it should be Christmas every day of the year.)

    I really like this – it “feels” so different to me, not your ususal approach, yet I like the way it moves, accreates, if that makes sense. I also like the way in which you’ve captured a still moment, put the brakes on it, so that it’s filled with depth, seriousness and hope.
    #DS

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