That sun

Posted byPhillip Knight ScottPosted inPoemsTags:, , , , , ,

The lyrical sun met the day hopefully,
a low trill softly rising like the hum of footsteps
just beginning to fall on the hillside, 
forgotten in the night.

Alone, the daylight has a habit of dancing too early,
crimson arrows playfully puncturing our reverie —
when we were content behind the shade 
of window curtains and bedsheets.

The idiot insults the sun — star of its own story — 
but it won’t ruin another night by bouncing cheerily
into ours. If we can’t move, I’ll march the day 
forward and circle back to you.

© 2021 Phillip Knight Scott

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge. Check out that picture! (Trapping the Sun, @Pobble365)

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

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