Poetry, SundayScribblings

sunday scribblings.aureole

sunday scribblings no 260 this week’s prompt: nearly
photo: wouldpkr, flickr

faced with revisions
she tied both shoes and left

unwillingly able and hardly disagreeable the
rattling rambling road turned up its nose and left

chicken scratch wanderings and corn fed heifers
the latched gate stopped holding its breath and left

back at the farm gregarious tameable tigers roared
the quiet away, frightfully forgetful the answers up and left

shadows singing merry, leftover living sweet banter,
released by kindred howling liberated wolves circled then left

climbing all day to reach the top of a distant hill
she faced the old memories just about gone


6 thoughts on “sunday scribblings.aureole

  1. Just about…

    My robins are nearly starting. But old memories are just about and nearly faded.

    Glass half full and half empty, I suppose.

    This was beautiful!

  2. There is something quite sad in the repeated “and left” which suggests something quite painful as an old life is left behind.

  3. Great use of alliteration..made this trip, skip along..I like the self-containment of strapping on your shoes and tackling that hill.. and maybe even finding the sun..Jae

  4. “climbing all day to reach the top of a distant hill
    she faced the old memories just about gone”
    Might have let them slip away…
    sometimes its easier.

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