A magnificent edifice

it was to be, reaching sky-high,
blazing in whiteness,
illuminated by an everlasting
orange sun

But it turned out to be rest,
a small body in white resting
on the concrete sidewalk,

twice on consecutive days
in the orange rising sun,

to then travel on modestly

– Niebla ( © 2008 )

Written in response to Three Word Wednesday #VXXVI – rest, sidewalk, twice

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About niebla

I wish to remain clear of details. My words shall lift the veil.
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3 Responses to A magnificent edifice

  1. coldfire says:

    Interesting poetry.
    I like the imagery.

  2. whypaisley says:

    it puts me in mind of ayn rands novel the the fountainhead…

  3. Scout says:

    Interesting. I’ve read it three times but will have to read it again later. I’m stuck on the image of the small body in white resting on the concrete sidewalk, after the image of the tall white edifice. Right now, that’s bothering me. So I’ll come back.

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