The mouse crept beneath a window,
hushed footfalls ringing with regrets –
cheese (oddly placed) left untouched,
cats (strangely absent) go unseen,
cold mists (often intoxicating) left outside.
The moon acts traitor to the day,
exiling sun pillars to memories,
its cryptic desire for dark
in a world teeming with low-lying rodents
(best left unnoticed) puzzles the thoughtful.
We chose the sun (tickling our necks)
as we face another day living
in the audacious light where yesterdays
and we get another chance
between cheese or cats or cold mists
or creeping in the night
clamoring for the sun.
Phillip Knight Scott | © 2019
A few prompts on this one:
Putting My Feet in the Dirt : “sun pillars“
Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Get Listed! with Helen Dehner : “absence” “audacious” “exile” “clamor”
Word of the Day Challenge : “traitor“
6 thoughts on “Fade to”
Thanks for joining the challenge! Often intoxicating cold mists my favorite line in an awesome write.
This spike to my rodent-heart.
A most ingenious poem. Best thing I’ve read in a while.
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Wow that is so nice. Thanks 🙂