Hazard - Repost/Reworked

tinajordan (56)in #writing • 8 years ago

Hazard

I balance myself with my gloved right palm firmly pressed against the
Cold stone wall, rallying what grace I possess before the descent.
The walkway is veiled by a fine layer of snow, packed tightly by this
Afternoon's foot travelers, and left as a formidable challenge to impatient fools.
In retrospect, I chide myself for such a poor selection of footwear.

I cannot regress; there will be no train back to the country until late
Morning tomorrow, and the frigid night air disseminates with each breath I take.
To remove my heeled boots and continue in stocking-clad feet would be dangerous
Folly as well, so I navigate each step downward with concentrated caution.
Something heavy has attached to my eyelash, causing me to stop and curse the
Salvo of swirling snowflakes as they drift towards the earth in decadent exhibition.

Two minutes and thirty-one steps later, I grossly miscalculate my bearings.
The fall is so sudden and decisive that I haven't time to grasp at what isn't
There anyway. My head comes to rest with the hardened snow just as my
Heart acknowledges that the deserted avenue will be the sole witness to my debacle.
A sob escapes my throat, floating out into the darkness and transmuting into
A million and one tiny shards of crystalline pain. It echoes in cruel, mocking tones.

The onyx curtain cascades onto my consciousness, and a stray cat sings into the void.
I drift heavenward and float, trapped between the dulling ache emanating from
The base of my skull and the scent of something or someone deliciously familiar.
My cheek is nestled against a semi-rough surface that seems to tickle more than scratch.
The effect spurs a tentative opening of one eye..... surely I have died..... cradled and carried
By an Angel....or perhaps I am dreaming that this nightmare has turned tide.

I hear a door closing behind me....or was that the throbbing in my head once more?
The light is nearly unbearable for an instant as I feel something soft at my back.
I fully adjust my focus and see, kneeling before me, a mixture of fear and
Relief in your weary eyes as you remark on my choice of winter fashion.

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8 years ago in #writing by tinajordan (56)

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tezmel (66) 8 years ago

Only wordsmiths can turn a nasty fall into a riveting piece! :)

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tinajordan (56) 8 years ago

Thank you so much :)

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johnjgeddes (75) 8 years ago

a lovely poem with an angel always hovering on the periphery. Such a magical photo of fat snowflakes that catch on your lashes and obscure your vision

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tinajordan (56) 8 years ago

Thank you :)

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