Private circles

Posted byPhillip Knight ScottPosted inPoemsTags:, , , ,

You’re always cold, rosy cheeks trying
to escape another freeze or, like
a mermaid on shaky ground, limping
to your hiding place behind boxes of fate.

Fortune moves at a constant speed
regardless of temperature, though we may
feel warmer when a clock’s hands
share space with ours inside wool gloves.

As you shiver from that chill brought on
by anxiety or mysteries of the universe
too considerable to convincingly consider,
I’ll swivel you (wearing plaid designs

on our future together) around in my warm
embrace, reddening from a warmth born
of spinning hands keeping perfect time
as we retreat to privacy — finding our own tempo.

© 2021 | Phillip Knight Scott

Written for dVerse’s Poetics: from a place of pain.

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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

25 thoughts on “Private circles”

  5. This is beautifully evocative. I especially like; “I’ll swivel you (wearing plaid designs on our future together) around in my warm embrace.” 🙂

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