Tuesday, November 12, 2013

A Beaded Curtain


After swimming Monday evening, I went downtown 
to catch the bus home. It was raining a cold mist 
as I waited the few minutes before it arrived.
I sat on a bench at the Federal court building to watch
the traffic and take in all the colored lights.
Many of the buildings have colored lights as a part of 
their decorative features, accenting their ridges and eaves.
Some change with the season; one building, whose lights are 
usually blue, showed an eerie orange glow for Halloween.
Traffic and street lights cast their luminous sheen
onto the damp pavement and, as the bus prepared to pull
away from the curb, the rivulets of rain took on
the colors of red beaded curtains, the wipers pulling the strands 
aside to reveal the colorful scene just beyond.

4 comments:

f1f368ee-9cda-11e0-87da-000bcdcb471e said...

There it is again, your last sentence. Pure poetry.

Speedway said...

Oops. Gonna have to watch that!

William Kendall said...

A good slice of life shot!

Speedway said...

Thank you, William. My "slice of life" is pretty mundane, unless it happens to come to me in the form of a big slab of coconut cake!