Opal Reflections
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Blurred Images
While in Alexandria a few weekends ago, I snapped this photo with my iPhone, through the rain-slicked window of a moving bus. I almost discarded this frame, until I looked beyond the droplets, to the hustling bustling masses descending from the King Street Station in the downpour, to waiting transportation. Each person had somewhere to go, somewhere to be and for some, nowhere they would rather be. The poem that follows, attempts to convey the notion that though raindrops may drench the foreground, the background tells the real story.
Written for “A Face in The Crowd”, the Weekly Photo Challenge.
Rain, on cold, grey mornings, moves and stirs,
Pervades my psyche, shakes the paradigm,
Rain, distorts and warps, illuminates and blurs.
I faced the day ahead, no plan preferred,
As window water droplets framed the rhyme,
Rain, on cold grey mornings, moved and stirred.
Without intending, glanced beyond my tears,
And taking notice of the bustling times,
Rain, distorts and warps, illuminates and blurs.
The station just outside – Mesdames et Messieurs,
All hurrying about, despite the clime,
Rain, on cold, grey mornings, moves and stirs.
Busses, trams and taxis, fares transferred
from metro DC train, as trolly chimed
Rain, distorts and warps, illuminates and blurs.
Between the droplets, vision reoccurs,
A gay melange, cacophony sublime,
Rain, on cold, grey mornings, moves and stirs,
Rain, distorts and warps, illuminates and blurs.
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