Strawberry light, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker.
Strawberry light
Warm and bright
The sweet taste of solitude
Inhaled with every breath
Empty streets, frozen footsteps
Worn facades, slumbering in the shadows
Arks of time, carrying within the past
Time moves slowly, patient wanderer
Evermore
Nevermore
Heretofore
Crossway of content
Hands in coat pockets
Scarf around the neck
A breeze rushing by
Ocean air chipping away the paint
Exposing
The smoothness of the wood beneath
Gloves removed, fingers touching
Stories coaxing to be uncovered
Underneath
With ease
The mind travels, squattering
To the shores of yonder
To the chattering
And while it’s just a smattering
A babbling of echoes indecipherable
It’s pleasurable
Wonderfully palpable
Memories unforgettable
© Thorsten Becker
From Wikipedia:
Strawbery Banke is an outdoor history museum located in the South End historic district of Portsmouth, New Hampshire. It is the oldest neighborhood in New Hampshire to be settled by Europeans, and the earliest neighborhood remaining in the present-day city of Portsmouth. It features more than 40 restored buildings built between the 17th and 19th centuries in the Colonial, Georgian, and Federal style architectures. The buildings once clustered around a waterway known as Puddle Dock, which was filled in around 1900. Today the former waterway appears as a large open space.
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Wow!! That picture is amazing. Before I read the blog I thought it must be in a small European town, or an old Shaker village. it just looks so old! I guess it makes sense now. Stunningly beautiful – thanks for posting.
Nice poetry, relaxing!
Kaza Kingsley
http://www.erecrex.com
Thank you Kaza! It’s a very interesting place to visit, certainly very historic (though closed until May). Portsmouth as a whole is worth a visit, lot’s of interesting sights. I really like it, it’s one of those quaint inspiring writers’ towns.
Wonderful poem, bezauberndes Bild.