A Month of Writing Negative Space Poetry
Windfall
in that darkness,
in that silence,
in the simple grip of night,
from the topmost branch
it twisted away,
fumbled with the wind,
fell, scrambled
through the air,
branch to branch
to branch,
until upon the ground
apples apples bounced.
a hop a hop
by a coal-black crow,
a feast of fruit
on a winter’s day.
Today’s prompt: help
Written for Writer’s Digest NovPAD Chapbook Challenge. ©Misky 2006-2026. Scomtoma is a partially diminished or degenerated field of vision, ie, a negative space in visual acuity. Photo: the ruins of West Pier, Brighton.
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