It's Still Life

Silent as Bones

The hallway was silent
as rain. A soft drizzle silence
that soaks through your bones,
and you ache for someone
to just say, Hello.

PB’s Silent Hallway

 
quarrelsome

he had a quarrel with an apple.
bit it. Biting is not allowed.

then he quarrelled with laughter.
it was a total joke.

and he had a quarrel with sleep.
it was a nightmare.

he quarrelled with the moon
because he was starstruck.

but when he quarrelled with air,
it was suffocating.

MQ 22: Troublesome Repetition
©️ Misky 2019 It’s November Poem a Day month. These are 1st drafts