It's Still Life

A Small Rebellion

The pen believes its ink holds now,
which neither clock nor calendar allows.

I write — watermark my days,
my ink a stubborn, mortal praise,
as my hand moves like it’s always done,

words to paper; I press my mark.
This, my small rebellion against the dark.

Written for Reena’s Challenge. Some images created with Midjourney; all writing is authentically my own original work.©Misky 2006-2026.