A Hint of Vapour

Cherry

By Richard L. Provencher

Mon, 25 Feb 2013
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Salient in evening’s twilight
curls like a snake
in the midst of temperature
with minus degrees

like a pole-lamp with
curlicue twisting
that demands a firm grip

and hardy for
those who
dare take the risk.

From afar
we feel stiffness in our
joints---snowshoes
drifting apart in journey’s
return. And we
thrill at the sight
of being home again.

© Richard L. Provencher

Certificate U
Poem
Poetry - For All Reasons
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Comments

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
This is lovely, Richard;-) Love that word 'curlicue'. Tina

 

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on
Thank you, Tina. I do feel home, in my writing, again. Richard LP
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Submitted by fatboy74 on
Love this poem Richard. Brilliant.

 

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on
Thank you, fb, for your nice comment, and you too Tony for the cherries. All appreciated by this young-thinking geezer. Richard LP
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Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
Great poem Richard, I liked the idea that it's good to go out on adventures, but really nice to come home. Very well put and deserved of cherries. Jenny.