
Primordial
it is no small
thing, this
dark spark.
a troubled heart,
a slippery place
of spills and chills.
like rain that falls
faint and light.
ever so slight, that shift,
that slide into pride
exposed.
Inspired by: image @abigfatcanofworms at Out of the Cave, on WordPress, used with permission, and #FOWC Fandango’s One Word Challenge prompt “exposed”. The header image is a photo by Dan Meyers on Unsplash #FOWC and #APoemADay on Twitter ©Misky 2021
7 responses to “Primordial”
Fabulous poem. I love the rhymes, and the chilly atmosphere invoked. It’s very well done.
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Good. Good. I so wanted to do your brilliant photograph proud. Thanks again for allowing me to link back to it.
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My pleasure. I feel quite honoured! 😊
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😁
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I love the way the words in the poem slide over and across each other, like the elements in Worm’s super photo. You did it proud.
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Thank you very much, Hobbo.
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you are very welcome. 🙂
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