the line sways
like a holiday parade
or fireworks with no need
to ever leave the ground
from up here they are slow
a tire hiss in the tangled night
the cold drapes over them
warm in the loss of light
as the mountain (and I) watch over them
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Very evocative! I am jealous of this line: the cold drapes over them.
Too much traffic. Good thing your watching from the mountain.
a tire hiss in the tangled night. Love it.
Love it!
~bru
This was very relaxing. :) Superbly done Jason!
I like the way you show how something sort of mundane and dreary, like being stuck in traffic, when viewed from a different perspective, transcends into the mysterious and lovely. Will think of this next time I'm in a traffic jam. :)
Karen, cold and the loss of light...very potent sensations.
Walking Man, I definitely had the better position in that moment.
Akasha, thanks!
Bru, very appreciated!
Oddyoddyo13, a perfect moment for a cup of tea. And a blanket.
Sere, I like that thought. :) It's true--the wildly different perspectives. So many diverse human experiences packed in a space as tight as our line of sight.
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