Day 17.1: NaPoWriMo 2021

Day 17.1: NaPoWriMo 2021

Miz Quickly’s Day 17.1

Process Note: This rewrite is for Lisa who was sad that I omitted the bit about the cat. But then it all felt slightly unseasoned, so I added a sinister wolf. Now it just needs three little pigs (I’ll credit Vinny for his subliminal message).

Crouching in the Bedsheets

Winter.
Time to eat fat,
to fight
the walls
and blankets,

and
the smell of musty sofas.

Winter is
a grey-eyed wolf’s
breath of
burped-up meat,

a tapestry
of bleached fog.

Winter
crouches on
the horizons you ride,
on the space
you pass through,

on banners of hope,
beer bottles
dead birds,

and
cats like stray bullets –
with yellow Houdini eyes.

Winter is that cat,
the colour of pewter mornings.
A porcelain grin.

Make it be spring!

Let the air in front of me
blossom with
conversation, and
forests thicken with legend.

But it is winter.

Time to eat fat,
and crouch
into bedsheets.

Written for Miz Quickly’s Cento poem prompt, based on phrases found in poetry by Margaret Atwood, “February” from Morning in the Burned House,  “The Bull Song”, “The Animals in That Country” from Selected Poems 1965-1975, “Backdrop Addresses Cowboy” from Selected Poems 1965-1975, and “Crow Song” from Selected Poems 1965-1975. Image from WikiArt, Wolf Dog by Jamie Wyeth 1976 Fair Usage with credit. Yellow-eyed cat is a modified image from Unsplash © Misky 2021, shared with #apoemaday on Twitter.

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