QUACK

 

Solitude will guard gentle breath
as I slip from darkened day to dream,
even if the daffodil, now bright upon the bank,
comes despite concern.
I smile as the memory of this kindhearted bloom
unfolds within the shadows of this stilled room,
here, where corners ponder the importance of a cell.
In the distance, I hear a duck quack
as I return to the credit of comfort the pillow provides
and close my eyes to the sounds of madness.

 

Written as part of the Cobh Writers and Readers #PoetryPrompt featured on Twitter. Do drop by and join in the creative distraction. @CobhWR

Published by deuxiemepeau

Published poet, writer, baker and former fashion maker, with footprints in Paris, London and Amsterdam but currently back home in Dublin with sights aimed at leaving a mark on the West coast one clear fine day...

7 thoughts on “QUACK

  1. I love the shot, Damien, and even more the sentiment. Days and darkness, dreams and ducks, and distant daffodils–comforting closure and concealed concerns–silent solitary smiles. Thinking of you as you find ways to spread joy in these times of trouble.

    1. Yes.. I’m too thinking of the two of you. We’re not in lockdown but are ‘social distancing’ and not supposed to gallivant around too much. We had a lovely drive out today with much photo-taking and picked up some fresh fruit/veg on the way back – partial excuse for gallivanting around 🙂 Anyhoo it was a wonderful day. All the best!

      1. It’s odd the reasons we have to make now to gallivant! I’ve been taking my mum on local walks that she hasn’t been on in almost 70 years! With the bus outside the front door, literally, and the train one field over she is so used to just taking transport, now it’s old tales revived down winding roads of memory. Simple things ignite in strange circumstances ❤️💚☘️💡🕯

    2. Hello Mike, I hope you are doing well and all your friends and family are also fine and healthy. Twitter has such light these days with places offering prompts to spur creativity, the add light to the shadow, colour to the washed up hands now growing soar from too much scrubbing. Stay safe, stay well, huge hugs 🤗🤗

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