Viennese Moments

July.
It seems these hot days
will never end.

The fierce relentless glare
of the midday sun
chases a lonely whisper of a cloud
into a fast retreat.

Horse-drawn carriages
round the curb of St. Michael's Square
as if under a curse
to never stop
no matter what.

Cornu spirals
dancing with each other -
forming complex curlicues
under the eaves above -
cling to the edge of a building,
desperately seeking shade.

Somewhere,
time stands still,
waiting for a nanosecond
so you can catch your breath.

Read the weather forecast,
if you are brave:
Temperature still climbing,
beware of tempests in the evening!

A lonely saxophone player,
caught between Sgt. Pepper’s „A splendid time is guaranteed for all“
and Pink Floyd's "The Piper at the Gates of Dawn"?

looking for a cup
of coffee?

A slice
of Anna-Torte, perchance?

That lovely
cherry crumble cake?

Sigh,
he can't decide.
Oh well, so be it.
At least I know what I want:
A cup of Melange, please,
and a cherry strudel!

Photographs and text
© by Merisi
24 July 2009