Challenge
Challenge of the Week CLXIX
Stress. For some, it's an ally, a critical force of survival. For others, it's precisely the opposite. Write about stress, or a stressful situation. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose.
Tension in the Loom
No one escapes
till light.
So I weep a scarf to wind me tight.
No ragged wooly shawl askew
No next addition to the stew.
No vagabond sleeve;
no peril weave.
And justly to sleep,
upon their leave.
No spear to pierce the gloom.
This implacable shuttle,
the darkened loom.
An eye foresworn.
A lie reborn.
(Nobody speaks in shadows.)
Still half-dyed by morn.