You Caught My Eye Most of All

rusted railing west village new york city

West Village, New York City

In a quaint little village
on the west side of the city,
this chipped and rusty railing caught my eye.

Away from the shiny steel skyscrapers,
the honking horns and the bustling crowds,
this brownstone’s ornate railing
tells stories of its duties, its purpose, its history.

The bicycles that were chained
after a trip to the market, a visit to a friend, or an afternoon escapade.
The support of the hands of family members and friends that entered and departed.

You supported, you protected, you guided, you anchored.
Your beauty is far beyond aesthetic.
You have stories.
You have secrets… you have joys… you have tears.

Of all the things in this grandest of grand arenas,
You caught my eye most of all.

Cheers & Hugs,

21 thoughts on “You Caught My Eye Most of All

  1. Oh, I love it. See, and this is why you’re an artist. Beautiful poem and sentiment. And photo! Before I turn around twice, you’ll be inking it and adding a watercolor wash! Lol I never know what you’ll be up to next. Love it, Jodi. ๐Ÿ’›

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  2. Oh how lovely! This is the very first ode to a handrail I have ever seen, and such a treat! Yes – if only it could give up its secrets… How many lovers kissed goodnight right there? The mind boggles. ๐Ÿ™‚

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  3. A lovely catch, Jodi. You do have a very good eye and I love your little ode! Agree with the other person who said you’d probably paint this up….do that, frame it with the ode and SELL IT, GIRL!

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    • No truer words my friend. The camera lens has taught me so much about finding those things so often overlooked. I so enjoy hearing from you. Thank you, Barbara.


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