Adolphe Valette
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
I went to England once.
London, not Manchester.
Rained cold, a bit sideways.
Dark, dreadful, dingy.
Under the weather.
I ran watered streets.
Unbooted, blithely undone.
Up, down, willy nilly.
Slowed through Piccadilly.
Magic.
Steve Lavelle 2015
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11 comments:
I love your imagery!
This is delightful, Sue!
magic...yes!
Wet and cold... I think that's why you have rubber boots.
I do believe that I was there on the same day!
I love the contrast of the wet and cold with the surprise of "Magic."
Funny, when I was in London also rained every day!
Wonderful prose Sue! It conjured up vivid images of rain!
That sounds like fun; you do know how to describe and adventure. Loved this as always! Hugs~
It's the magic part of life that sometimes keeps us going!
I think you wrote that poem about Ohio! It's the gray season..cold, gray skies and we had all the rain on Sunday. But your poem made England and it's weather magical and I thank you!
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