Thursday, January 07, 2010
The Writer does that Writing thing...
Before the winter holiday, I went to work with Helen so that we could spend half the day in town. While at work with her I wrote this poem, it isn't anything special and it seems to be a little too X-mas like to be reading in January but it is what it is. As it is now it is written on a folded piece of paper that is likely to be lost sooner or later. I have decided to share it with you.
With out further ado.....
Out for a walk
A long walk,
No particular destination,
listening to the locals talk,
oblivious, deep in their conversations.
Children playing with their sidewalk chalks,
lost amongst dreams and imagination.
Rain drops, dropping,
temperature rapidly falling,
snow soon following,
head down, onward forging,
weather always changing
an angry winter is leering.
As families large and small,
huddle together around films and fires.
Reminded or the love they share for each and all.
Re-telling of stories and jokes that never tire
Roast turkey,dressing and hot veggies on table,
Bangers and biscuits cooling on the wires.
A glimpse an impression, of lives in motion.
Through windows and opened doors.
A journey with no destination,
home at last with friends and neighbors.
The night, the year the story has just begun.
Jan 2010 AJ. James
So that is that I hope you all had a wonderful December and that your New Year is everything you hope for!!!!
Random Fact: If you put a raisin in a glass of champagne, it will keep floating to the top and sinking to the bottom.