The scene unfolds somewhere

Posted byPhillip Knight ScottPosted inPoems

The coals scream beneath the fire
because they cannot watch that scene

just out of sight

where flames dance like wisps of jellyfish
or misplaced popsicle sticks that

tumble out of reach

The wind carries a cruel sting
numbing even to deep-furred wolves

howling out of earshot

Or perhaps we’re not missing anything

Ash falls on the breeze like daffodil petals
set free in a gust — free from the flames

finally out of mind

© 2021 | Phillip Knight Scott

Written for dVerse Poetics – This one’s for Bjorn where we needed to use one line from “Dancing Queen.” True ABBA fans will find my selection in the first stanza.

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

8 thoughts on “The scene unfolds somewhere”

  1. I’ve got the line! 🙂 So very well written…I am right there. The imagery is so well done.
    “Ash falls on the breeze like daffodil petals set free in a gust” I am particularly smitten with these words!

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  3. This is absolutely stunning! I especially love; “where flames dance like wisps of jellyfish or misplaced popsicle sticks that tumble out of reach.” 💝💝

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