January Afternoons
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our eyes are drawn to it
measuring out its warmth
stretching its path
on wooden floors
from one room to the next
i will its heat
inside me
warping planks
pulling up nails
transfixing eyes
late afternoons are like that
its just the nails
that I am not too fond of
anymore.
copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2017
Posted for Poets United Pantry
Oh that afternoon light... Here in Sweden that is midday lights... late afternoons are pitch black. The image of those nails are fitting.
ReplyDeleteI bet you have little light this time of year--happy new year to you!
DeleteNice piece,Audrey. Made me think of all the nails I have within. :)
ReplyDeleteThe nails --hate them and love them I guess in equal measure
DeleteLOL, I can almost feel those nails being pulled out. I especially love "light is long on short days."
ReplyDeleteThere are many ways to read this marvel.
ReplyDeleteYou have left room for imaginations
Interesting and well written (in my opinion) :)
ReplyDeleteZQ
A beautifully drawn piece - "i will its heat
ReplyDeleteinside me": a lovely, layered line. Wonderful writing.
late afternoons are like that
ReplyDeleteits just the nails
that I am not too fond of
Late afternoons often referred to as lazy afternoons are not for nothing!
Hank
I immediately thought of the long shadows of winter where the sun finds it hard to rise much above the horizon then sinks down not bothered to do much else that day.
ReplyDeleteI couldn't help of thinking 'nail in the coffin' - long grey afternoons can certainly be like that - wishing you the light of morning
ReplyDeleteNicely penned. You could say that is how I feel just before nail pulling so to say begins at the start of the day come the long shadows of late afternoon and before long plunge us right into the darkness once more.
ReplyDeletelight is long on short days.
ReplyDeletetruth right there - long because we cling to it, curve to it all phototropic and needy
happy new year to you too!
I need spring to be here and I need it immediately!!! Thanks for the painful reminder. :)
ReplyDeleteI love this, Audrey ❤️ speaks to me on many levels! xo
ReplyDeleteYour opening line is very engaging. One is thankful for a beam of sunlight on a cold day.
ReplyDeletea perfectly described winter day ~
ReplyDeleteExcellent. Oh, for more warmth and light...looking forward to spring, for sure.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem!
ReplyDeleteNicely penned. You could say that is how I feel just before nail pulling so to say begins at the start of the day come the long shadows of late afternoon and before long plunge us right into the darkness once more.
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