It's Still Life

Rattling Old Bones

Children,
noisy as crows calling out,
wound up tight, and
let lose on dinosaur bones.

The museum echoes
with a rattle of words,
they rise then settle
like dust on the floor.

Take the train. Bring the kids. Half-price!

A young mother
with three small children
pauses, meditates on
a spectrum of colour from

the beveled windows.
A rainbow has spilled its light
across her feet. It’s like
a kiss on the cheek.

Written for Fandango’s One Word Challenge “meditate” and Ragtag Daily Prompt “museum”,  and Twiglets #315“kiss on the cheek”  AI Digital Artwork is created using Midjourney. Imagery and poems ©Misky 2023 Shared on Twitter #amwriting @midjourney