Another audacious day

Morning keeps arriving
with a slap of good intentions —
cheeky red reminder
that fortune favors those
bold enough to get out of bed.

Do I merely follow the sun
on Instagram or
dance cheek to cheek
with others audacious enough
to face another day?

Phillip Knight Scott | © 2019

Written for dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille #91 – Keep. We must write a poem of exactly 44 words, including the word keep.


another freckle

I counted her freckles like rings
in a tree trunk, soft kissed by the sun,

and on particularly warm summer nights
I lose the number, finding myself instead
tracing her face, hinting at red,

burning as another day
fades gentle, another mark of beauty.

It’s Quadrille Monday at dVerse,  the virtual pub for poets. Mish is hosting and asks us to include the  word “freckle” or any form of the word in our Quadrille (a poem of  exactly 44 words, sans title).