Sunday, February 21, 2010

Week in Seven Words #3

carnelian
The color of the gloves a kind friend loaned me, because I had the longer walk home one freezing night.

converge
Early in the night my thoughts are scattered, and a few hours drift past with little work done. Only when it's the early morning hours do my thoughts hurry back from the corners of my mind and converge on the topic at hand. Though my head's swimmy with lack of sleep the next morning, I'm content.

gilt
In the late afternoon, a snowy gray tree catches the sun in its uppermost branches.

nimble
A mouse darts along the side of a short brick office building. Its downy gray body is pale, even against the snow, and it seems to be moving in a series of small, quick leaps. One of my thoughts, when it finally disappears into a chink in the outer wall, is that it'll probably pop up in someone's office to loud exclamations and possibly screams. Another thought is of how vulnerable it was out in the open, even though the only creatures who seemed to have been tracking its progress were a few amused pedestrians.

roseate
Dawn light and pink bath curtains conspire to turn my skin rosy as I slowly wake up in the shower.

snuggery
I don't usually think of a certain room as cozy, but on this day the heating stays on, the lights are dimmed, and though a scholarly presentation is unfolding, the people in the small friendly audience are eating their way through a stack of chocolate chip pancakes and occasionally batting around some balloons brought in for two people celebrating birthdays.

winging
The delightful prospect of a book of poems traveling my way by mail.

7 comments:

John Hayes said...

Carnelian is both a wonderful word & a wonderful color--I do very much like these word pictures; also particularly fond of "glint;" & yes, the book is winging its way!

naida said...

great post, I especially liked 'gilt'
http://thebookworm07.blogspot.com/

m. heart said...

Carnelian is a gorgeous word, and this is a wonderful weekly exercise! Thanks for visiting my blog the other day, it's been a little quieter over there than usual, but I do hope you'll visit again.

m. heart said...

ps: you've probably seen this website already, but it not I think you'll appreciate it...http://www.savethewords.org

HKatz said...

Carnelian's always spoken to me of something noble, enduring and exquisite; a color that can't be dampened.

I'm glad you all took the time to share your thoughts.

And savethewords.org is a wonderful site! Thank you for introducing me to it.

Plutarch said...

Pubs in Ireland often have an additional, small bar called a "snug".

HKatz said...

Pubs in Ireland often have an additional, small bar called a "snug".

Lovely! I didn't know that. I'd be enticed to have a drink in any room called a 'snug'. Like rum and hot apple cider...