Perhaps because I am an actor, this week’s prompt from ReadWritePoem.Org “Get Your Poem On” appealed to me from a visual as well as a language perspective. We were to “set the scene” rather than “describe the action”….
So I created a scene in my mind where a writer suddenly disappears. She is seen, every dawn, on her porch and one day – while her coffee is on her desk and her pen is poised to write,
The one whose pen waits, patient
Coffee mist still rising
Electricity spurts forth
Without the on switch
Books in stacks hover
"Read me, next, choose me at dawn"
No reader, no life comes
Cat seeks her owner
Absent perfume scent lingers
Tail hugs Queen Anne chair