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| Finland, 1968, photo by George F. Mobley |
snowflakes
pierced through the air
grazing
birch trees along the way
as their
faces brimming with delight
in
celebration walked on, to remember
this day,
when they felt they could
achieve
anything; may the feeling
be
immortal; no need for
speeches,
no need for pages
filled with
lies; a couple
embraced to
shield themselves
against the
gale, their lips
smiling as
they hold peace
in their
cradle; turning back
to their
companions; stars are
sown on the
floor. and she said
'Take me
somewhere nice,
before you
go.'
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Written for the Magpie tales, Mag #216"In Finland, as in Sweden, the white hats shown in this photo usually signifies that the wearer has finished high-school."
'their lips smiling as they hold peace in their cradle'
ReplyDeleteA lovely, happy poem.
Lovely take on the picture. I particularly like the last two lines;
ReplyDelete'Take me somewhere nice, before you go'. (LIKE NOW!) :-)
stars are sown on the floor. and she said 'Take me somewhere nice, before you go.'
ReplyDeleteWhat a great ending!
As they hold peace in their cradle... Very beautiful!
ReplyDeletewhat lovely words- such a beautiful poem
ReplyDeleteLove the description of feelings of being immortal, able to dare for anything! I'm with them... :)
ReplyDeleteA lovely write to the prompt..I think you captured the feeling.
ReplyDeleteI can feel the joy in the air of your words Natasa! :-)
ReplyDeleteFeels like a real initiation ....
ReplyDeleteLovely! I hope he takes her someplace nice.
ReplyDeleteI love the image of stars sown on the floor.
ReplyDeleteEspecially like "stars are sown on the floor"...ingenious...
ReplyDelete"they felt they could achieve anything"
ReplyDeleteWonderful feeling!