Sunday 17 January 2021

A Poem a Day (353): The tremor

 

Here's one I wrote yesterday for JD Mader’s 2minutesgo writing exercise on his website, Unemployed Imagination. I wrote four poems yesterday and posted them there. Head over to read stories and poems, comment or write your own. Write whatever you like. It’s open every weekend. Cheers 

 
The tremor
 
Footsteps wake the tremor,
the obsequious hum, the filament,
 
this breath of fire eluding us,
electric mayhem on the wire.
 
A switchback. We all feel it.
We pour water on our passions,
 
rehearse a million excuses for no.
Run in stasis; see how far you get.
 
A peer into the future rides us back,
returning to our childhood dreams,
 
these sparks of light we held so dear,
the pirouetting ballerina, the acorn tree.
 
 
Copyright Vickie Johnstone, January 16, 2021
 
 
 
 

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