Challenge 2: February - A Poem a Day #22

Nightmare-sparked power outage
breeds caterwauling
and siren chatter,
world sleeping,
unaware

Pierced cold
spins senses,
moon, street, and phone light
symbolize
alone,
awake,
afraid

Challenge 2: February - A Poem a Day #17

In this snowy silence,
A cat breathing and the heater clicking
The sound if the pages turning
And the occasional car rumble far
Out the door
The only noise is in these pages
Or in my own head
It is calm

Wind
White out
Glistening sun swirls
And a gap in the blinds
Created by an inquisitive kitten
revealing snow blowing and a stream of sun
Shadows of its movement
Dance on the other blinds
Ghostly almost

Then quiet
Peace

Challenge 2: February - A Poem a Day #2

Feb. 3, 2013

Little dust particles going no where,
I used to believe they were fairies.
You can only see them certain times of day,
when the sun streaks through blinds
creating a dashed diagonal,
broken by furniture and walls,
beckoning cold feet and cat tails,
and fairies, it seems
to dance,
going no where,
in the broken beams

In night they are silenced,
save for a flashlight's harsh glare
I wonder if it kills them,
this fake lighted air
cat eyes stare fixed
on something unseen
an elf, a ghost, a monster, a microbe
dances eerily in darkness
no longer the friendly fellows of day,
click the switch,
turn them off
once more unseen

Little dust particles going no where,
I used to believe they were fairies.