THE WINTER YEARS
Where
there was sight,
there was sight.
Sight beyond middle,
beyond molten sound.
Sight beyond
the sound of pages from
a book in my hand.
Where night
is as far as yesterday.
Sight that
darkens shadows
like sunspots
or rank blotches.
Sight, keep me
tethered, if only,
for tomorrow.
©️ Misky 2019. 13 and 16 July.
Miz Quickly’s Pick a Phrase
or Title “What Can’t Be Seen”
and “Repetition“
2 responses to “for Miz Quickly’s 13 and 16 July Prompts”
Misky, don’t know how you do it but this is so readable and I have several times just because it sails along so nicely
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Debi.
LikeLike