Weeding

Insomnia took root in the fragments of the night
that buzzed through my mind like an earthquake
swaying my base and screeching for attention.

It’s a monster.Β 

The persistent ogre waits to spring,
even as I hide under cover
beneath the canopy of stars stretched
too tightly this cool evening.

Of course love is fearless, steadfast as it sustains us.

Those stems that sprout where we sow seeds
have the power to overwhelm weeds that found root
and together we drown out the din entirely.

I sleep soundly at last.Β 


Β© 2021 | Phillip Knight Scott

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Published by Phillip Knight Scott

My name is Phillip. I live in North Carolina with my wife of 12 years and 5-year-old son. 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

14 thoughts on “Weeding

  1. Yes Phillip, you paint the essence of the struggle here very simply – which gives your piece its resonance… Good stuff….

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  2. This is beautifully composed! I love; “Those stems that sprout where we sow seeds have the power to overwhelm weeds that found root and together we drown out the din entirely.”πŸ’πŸ’

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