This past weekend, I saw something brief, beautiful, distant.
I wanted my camera, but I had no camera.
Here is what I have instead.
Christmas Alley Angel
She totters and sways
Wrinkled wig
Slopped to one side
Skirt jaunty.
Or it was, hours ago.
Humming.
December drizzle
and streetlights
Carve a tunnel
Caressing her silhouette
As she tips
Into the dark
A clutch as her guide
Stilettos to ground her
Tonight’s memories
Trailing off into puddles
And pebbles
For tomorrow
To find.
“Don’t topple, Angel,”
(the night air breathes)
“Shine on.”
…..
mapping the terrain 
Ahh… who needs a camera when you can describe an image like that? Beautiful. As always.
Aw, thanks. :)