Frozen Water
On the bridge in Stockholm
I watched the trains slip by
I saw the frozen water
I sensed the snowy sky-
Surrounded by my loneliness
I stared out at the view
And by the frozen water
I pledged myself to you.
©Irene Jardalla
It was so cold that the water in the harbour under the bridge was frozen on Sunday. Later the snow arrived just as I thought it would! Simple little poem about my thoughts while on holiday and walking there in the city alone.
Posted on March 15, 2009 at 12:30pm — 3 Comments
Walking in the ruins
I saw you waiting
Standing still against the faraway wall
Like some beautiful statue -
The moon was low
And clouds danced in the sky
As the light from the day
Slowly faded -
This night was the pinnacle
The high point
Of what was between me and you
As my finger traced the features
On your beautiful face
I realised you had no reservations
No need to look over your shoulder
You were in this as deeply as I.
Irene Jardalla©2008
Posted on January 14, 2009 at 2:00pm — 6 Comments