I watch her saunter through the room
because there’s nothing on tv
& anyway the flickering light
from the fire bounces off her cheeks
I see the spark that hangs
like a moonbeam near her ear as
her hair bounces with each step & still
the twilight knows not to interrupt.
© 2022 | Phillip Knight Scott
- Ragtag Daily Prompt: “flickering“
- Sammi’s Weekend Prompt 246: “saunter”
4 thoughts on “In the moonlight”
This is so sweet. I love your last two lines, maybe written for the misses. Anyway lovely.
Lovely detail of the light on her hair – sweet and gentle poem.
I did both the same prompts as you, Phillip. Nicely done! 🙂