Sunday, April 7, 2013

starting the day

falling like the stars
the drops of water fall
from the ends of the
wrung-out washcloth
and hang there

sharp in the light
 from the hallway
like diamonds,
they are cold
as they fall to touch

and bite the skin
like teeth (or spindles)
they pierce deep
running to my elbow
they collide

but i wipe them away.

another touch of cold
to start the day.

6 comments:

  1. I really enjoyed reading this. It's like you slowed down time, letting me watch in slow motion and thereby making this seemingly mundane occurrence special and meaningful.

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  2. A nice piece of writing. Making the ordinary appear extraordinary is, after all, what this writing game is all about.

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  3. Cleverly original, or possibly originally clever. Well done.

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  4. I cold start to the day could seem harsh but there is still beauty in your words..thankfulness perhaps..warm wishes..

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  5. Sounds like the hot water ran out this morning, another call the landlord then.

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