Complaint

Complaint

My fingers

cannot grasp

with feeling –

tingling, numb.

A pinched nerve

in my neck?

The doctor

can see me

in four days.

Another for Fussy Little Forms: Tricube at 'imaginary garden with real toads'. (Yes, this one is autobiographical, I am irritated to say. But pleased to note how well the form lends itself to the topic/mood.)

Winter Light

Winter Light

Its brightness

these mornings

promises warmth.

Venture out

and that sun  

proves ice-cold.

As when we

meet – your smile

glittering.

Written for Fussy Little Forms: Tricube at 'imaginary garden with real toads'.