Sunday, August 10, 2008

steps


between flights
alongside the weeds
a brief rest

words by mandy smith
photo by phill deason
© 2008

in response to the stairway prompt at One Single Impression
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17 comments:

Jim said...

Hi Mandy -- If you were in Edinburgh your rest was mind resting but not body resting climbing those stairs.
We climbed some to the 'quick' way up to town and the bus while we were there.
My steps today are not to be climbed by some, Happy Meandeerings!
..

1:56 pm
me ann my camera said...

This is a most beautiful staircase, one in which I would take many rests so that I could linger within its beauty!

2:19 pm
Anonymous said...

Really nice little 'ku...and I would love to trail my hand along that stone wall.

8:12 pm
Anonymous said...

I can imagine being a child and running up and down those stairs countless times. I can almost hear the dinner bell, beckoning us home! I'm surprised to see it empty.

11:05 pm
Anonymous said...

The stones in the stairway look so old that they must each tell a story every time they are touched. Nice haiku reminding us to stop every once in a while.

11:18 pm
Anonymous said...

_'mind resting"_"could linger within its beauty!"_"trail my hand along that stone wall"_"up and down those stairs countless times" _"a story every time they are touched"~three lines and a picture evoke so much..
thank u for a lovely post..

12:58 am
Sherri B. said...

That staircase must be filled with history and memories...beautiful words and beautiful photograph!

2:34 am
qualcosa di bello said...

i would love to rest along those stairs in your photo

3:04 am
Anonymous said...

Now that is a pretty set of steps, and one that I would love to walk. Taking time to rest and think, that is the way to go, for sure. Nice poem.

11:39 am
Daniel J Santos said...

beautiful, very beautiful.

2:43 pm
Tumblewords: said...

Lovely! Words and image convey a series of steps.

6:37 pm
Edward S Gault said...

Mandy, as always, you make me wanto be in the picture. Really nice poem.

8:44 pm
Anonymous said...

somehow these steps cry out to be noticed..that in someway one would find a brief rest along the way.. and to think at one time..a long long time ago climbed stairs for training and never considered my surroundings...my only thought i think i can, i think i can

12:21 am
Annie Jeffries said...

Lovely words. The splash of blue and green in the picture brings the photo to life.

5:47 pm
scatterhaiku said...

lovely, peaceful verses and photo. :) nice how some green has managed to grow in the nooks, cracks and crevices of grey.

4:16 pm
Anonymous said...

I do like the reference to air travel. Nice work.

9:43 am
Daniel Chérouvrier said...

Fine post, pic and poem.

4:57 pm

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