Sunday, December 26, 2010
Holiday, After Hours
December’s electric fireflies
crowd the night, motionless
perform silent music, soundlessly
empty stone walkways
beckon the vanished, joylessly
beneath flutters of gold and silver
in the spent wind, frozen
I still wait
This poem is submitted for the One Shot Sunday photo prompt at One Stop Poetry. To see other poems based on the photograph, please visit the site.
Photograph: Rockefeller Center by Adam Dustus. Used with permission.