Stained Glass Winter: Friday Fictioneers

Friday Fictioneers – Rochelle Wisoff-Fields posts a pic to write a 100 word story about.

This week it’s:

Copyright – Rochelle Wisoff-Fields


Stained Glass Winter

Through these crystalled clouds,
There, on the other side,
Fuzzy figures seem to glide.
Skaters on a frozen lake,
Gloved hands braced behind their backs,
Arched and graceful silhouettes.

The pane abstracts the world,
As I scratch against the glass.
Cold crystals collect under my fingernails.
I rub my sweater sleeves back and forth across the pane.
The bumps on the glass feel funny on my arms.
I blow my breath,
An extended ha-a-a-ha,
And there, there, now I can see,
A tiny framed glimpse of a
Wee and winsome wintry scene.

Like grandpa’s snow globe
Shaken up, snow flakes swirling,
My world’s become
A pearl white paradise.
And I want to bundle up, go dashing
Out there to that frozen lake,
And swiftly skate alongside all the others.

But I wait,
Delighted, here inside,
This swirling shaken globe,
Restrained for the moment,
By an icy stained glass window pane.

Randy Mazie


20 thoughts on “Stained Glass Winter: Friday Fictioneers

  1. Reminds me of when I was a kid and couldn’t go out to play in the snow (the one time we got it down in S. Louisiana) because I was in bed with bronchitis or pneumonia or something. Loved the imagery you used 🙂

    • Thanks. Always pleased when someone writes about a memory that pops up – though sorry to hear you were stuck inside.

      My kids grew up here in south Florida – so on several winter vacations we’d drive up north in what we called our “In Search of Snow” adventures.

  2. Marvelous! I like the snow globe image and wanting to bundle up inside. That’s what I want to do when I see this window.

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