Chill

Posted byPhillip Knight ScottPosted inPoemsTags:, , , , , , ,
Photo by Sue Vincent

As I leap into middle age 
                    (knuckles white)
I wonder if the greatest adventure 
is merely to breathe 
                    (snow meets altruistic land)

In a world spinning its wheels, 
                    (frigid morning scrubs icy)
the eager sound can’t whine for change,
stale taste of winter
                    (skin burning with the chill)

The calendar will jump to Spring
                    (teeth rattle loose)
anticipation blooming every dewy night
I snore away
                    (gray hair wind-blown)

Phillip Knight Scott | © 2019

Written for Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt: Chill #writephoto as well as Free Verse Revolution’s December Writing Prompt #2: to breathe.

Submitted for the dVerse Poetics Pub Thursday OpenLinkNight #256.

Published by Phillip Knight Scott

My name is Phillip. I am a Tar Heel born and bred and watch every Yankees game I can. I'm still searching for my own TARDIS. My first novel, "The Alien in the Backseat," is available now! https://amzn.to/3oVCG77

32 thoughts on “Chill”

  3. “In a world spinning its wheels,
    (frigid morning scrubs icy)
    the eager sound can’t whine for change,
    stale taste of winter,”

    …this is so powerful!

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  19. I am well past middle age and well rooted in winter. There is much joy in the pain of body trying to keep up with the dance.

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  21. I enjoyed this so much. Still, I chuckled a bit at the thought of your aging – I’ve already aged and hope to age some more. Living is living at any age. All of life stages can be rich and rewarding. Good luck on your book!

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  22. Love the intertwined poems and I can relate to the loose teeth and grey hair…
    I wish I was on the right side of forty…
    That said I love my life!
    Anna :o]

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