A painted picture of tranquil nature through the eyes of an onlooker...
Hollow eyes locked on the image reflected through the window she is lost in a trance. The stillness of the scenery is captivating but at the same time strange. Life has stopped its breath for not the slightest movement was noticeable to the naked eye. Voice vibrations floating in the air have seized their flight. The laughing smoke from the hanging cigarette has evaporated leaving flakes of ash on the cold asphalt. The dancing trees have concluded their choreographic routine and have paused for an intermission. The bright burning ball of orange hanging from the sky has dimmed with the thick cloud curtain moving in. Tranquility reigned over the neighborhood.
Written January 2006...
© Copyright 2006 Lena Kovadlo
Featured in my book An Unforgettable Journey
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|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|You have recreated and shared the ambiance of the moment very effectively, Lena. Thank you. Love and best wishes,
|Reviewed by m j hollingshead
|enjoyed the read|
|Reviewed by Lois Christensen
|Made my colorful tranquility by a new poem to Tom about a yellow butterfly. His cigarette smoke left with him too. Like the words to this and the toughts behind. Glad you posted it. **********|
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|With subtle strokes of poetic color you captured your subject and brought it to tease all of the reader's senses. Sights, sounds and smells come alive in this captivating write. Well done.