Inside joke

Posted byPhillip Knight ScottPosted inPoemsTags:, , ,

There’s something arch
in my muse, the way
she can arrest me
with a particular turn of her lip
like a wind-spattered umbrella twists
so rain tastes my face.

She playfully wipes me
dry & I have to laugh
at our dewy inside joke.

© 2022 | Phillip Knight Scott

Written for dVerse Quadrille #143: Muse Cues. I also incorporated pensitivity101’s Three Things Challenge: abstract, arrest, arch, Word of the Day Challenge (particular), and Ragtag Daily Prompt (spatter).

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 “Inside joke”

  2. This is breathtakingly beautiful, Philip! I especially like; “with a particular turn of her lip like a wind-spattered umbrella twists so rain tastes my face.” 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    Reply

  5. I completely agree with sanaarizvi, there is such beauty in this quadrille. A lovely, lovely poem. “like a wind-spattered umbrella twists / so rain tastes my face” becomes one of those moments that you can feel as a reader.

    Liked by 1 person

    Reply
  15. Pingback: Inside joke – Nelsapy

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

Gravatar
WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Cancel

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: