Balboa Street

~ just a scribble ~

art ~ Vidan

 

 

 

 

The trees on Balboa Street are bare…

 

It’s January,

                                    the new year upon us

 to some, it may seem insignificant

on this unimportant morning

you sleepy eyed and tousled

and me…

                                                tangled in quiet unrest

waiting for dawn to warm the magnolias

in silken white

and ivory scented hues

                        as birds awaken in sheltered nests

                         and children appear

                                  giggling

                             at lover’s walking, hand in hand

                                     captured with the beauty

of lacy blooms, glistening

                        

I look to you and sigh….

                     the trees on Balboa Street are bare

 

Reviews

[Matching Socks]

Julie, this is gorgeous.
I see two meanings here, one that the love doesn't live there anymore, though the roots are still firmly planted, the other (preferred interpretation) those bare trees are naked, vulnerable and ready for love to come round again. Either way it's stunning.

[MsJewel]

Thank you for your insightful words Ana. :) Julie

[onceloved]

;) Your image you use this breathtaking I almost forgot it is post to be about how very beautiful your Scribble writing are I really enjoy both. :) Larry

[MsJewel]

Thanks so much Larry. Hugs, Julie

[R Smith]

you're always dreamy and romantic Julie, you take an ordinary day and turn it into a magical scene from a fantasy land of romance that swims in white lace and promises (think i stole that from the carpenters) thanks Julie another beautiful poem :)

[MsJewel]

Thank you for your kind and generous words Richard :) Julie

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I agree with Ana on the two meaning it can have, and being a hopeless romantic I choose to believe it is the second one…. and what you can scribbles I call a work of art.

[MsJewel]

thank you sweet cowboy! :) Julie

[Lydia Shutter]

There is a poignancy to your words in this one that I don't really grasp. Perhaps she is sighing because the man she loves is dying? Perhaps the contrast of the beauty of nature to the sadness in her home is overwhelming? Not sure....but the imagery is spectacular in this one, Julie. Powerfully emotional. Lydi**

[MsJewel]

Just wishing for sadness to pass and cheery days ahead Lydi. :) Julie

[Lydia Shutter]

Always wishing for cheer and happiness...absolutely.

[Valentine]

"you sleepy eyed and tussled"...just waiting for spring to comes and bring new life to you and Mother Nature. A nice write. Valentine

[MsJewel]

Thank you Valentine! :) Julie

[MomzillaNC]

Such a lovely picture… :)

[MsJewel]

Thank you :) Julie

[MomzillaNC]

You're welcome. I meant, naturally, that your words create a lovely picture.

[Einstein Noodle]

even the magnolias are having a hard time (no pun intended:) such a lilting sadness in this one ... sometimes the escapades of love just don't quite achieve an equal satisfaction ;) a beautiful poem as always .. but do stop calling them scribbles ..
E.

[MsJewel]

Thank you my sweet friend for your lovely comment. They are scribbles and heartprints...:) Julie

[Woody]

a deliciously tender picture of a january morning.
always such a pleasure to read you.

[MsJewel]

Thank you Woody. It is always a pleasure when you visit my page :) Julie

[Sophy Freebirds]

The ambiguity of the poem is just an added charm ... Ghe trees are bare.. "bare"-pun intended... thats the power of an artist to give the reader something to think.... And these trees have forced my mind to think that are they in withered state of love or are they in submissive state to bloom in the spring :).. kudos indeed to you...Its exquisite

~Sophy

[MsJewel]

Thank you for your lovely comment Sophy :) Julie

[ANTO]

I instantly had the R&H song 'Oh what a beautiful morning!' in my head while I was reading this and it was a completely glorious experience.
I love the word 'tousled' - it throws up so many varied connotations for the reader - great skill involved in choosing words like that and employing them to effect. Its like punctuating the writing with Easter eggs for the reader to discover and then go Wow! . I loved it.

[MsJewel]

I'm thrilled you enjoyed it. Thanks so much Anto :) Julie