Monday, December 2, 2013

Continental Christmas Market--Belfast, Northern Ireland, by Rebekah Phillips

 
                                                                                                                                                                  
mulled wine warming
frozen red fingertips
steam curling around the
dark blue sky

a galaxy of stars
hanging in the boughs
of the winter evergreen

icy white lights
dangling from the
outstretched branches

shining baubles
reflecting the milling
crowd below

everywhere the tidal
push and pull of people

Italian vendors calling
out to pretty women,
offering samples of chocolates

Germans peddling wares
laughing loud and hearty

thick accents and
European languages

 a girl in a red coat

standing on tiptoe

2 comments:

  1. Rebekah, the fine-tuned version is marvelous. The words flow like a river with a myriad of sunlight water, that cascades around my eyes; I love the images provided. The give me a pleasant spurt of color, lit with beauty and grace- a moment to step into, and then it retreats from me. I think this is well worthy of any of our famous poets! Absolutely grand.

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  2. You make us see, touch, feel, imagine. All the elements of the best poetry are here!

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