There are many hours

I dreamt last night I was in
a ribbon-stitched competition
& though its details are lost
to the murky meanderings
of sleep, the image of her cheering
the loudest in the crowd
stayed with me
through the morning.

Iโ€™m tempted by stubborn clocks
that tick on lemon-kissed walls
to believe the world changes
in the sunlight, but no matter the hour
I hear her over the noise
enthusiastically
calling me home.


ยฉ 2022 | Phillip Knight Scott

Shay’s Word Garden Word List #9 (Joan Colby): clocks, kissed, ribbon, stitched, tempted

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

20 thoughts on “There are many hours

  1. Oh this is lovely! And i understand just what you mean. Just as a nightmare can stay with us all morning like an unpleasant smell, a wonderful dream can lift our spirits for hours afterward. There are some things I will never do again due to my age, but in dreams i still get to do them sometimes and it’s marvelous.

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  2. “Iโ€™m tempted by stubborn clocks
    that tick on lemon-kissed walls
    to believe the world changes”

    those are some really nice lines. i like the overall feel of this poem, not quite awake and not ready to let go of dream, very nice

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  3. Whatever else you said in the poem, my favorite part:
    “Iโ€™m tempted by stubborn clocks
    that tick on lemon-kissed walls”
    I also like the warmth of her nearness whether asleep or awake. I’m only guessing but it feels like this is about your mom. “Calling me home” can be taken a couple of different ways and I like the ambiguousness of how you leave it.

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