Into the raw dark

​Into the raw dark
 
I cast my thoughts
 
Happiness was just there
 
Skittering briefly through neural pathways
 
Like mercury without the poison
 
I would grasp it and work it into the defiant fur
 
Of my favorite cat
 
Then in the back of my mind
 
I bank the glowing embers of a warm contentment
 
Knowing that even in the land of endless summer
 
Storms will come
 
And she will blink, my familiar
 
Silver balls lit with moonlight drop once again into my hands
 
We will leave this home office and dance to the tunes only we hear
 
Spinning out the fear
 
Into the raw dark

This poem was chosen for publication in An Evening with Emily Dickenson by Wingless Dreamer in June of 2021.  Here is an excerpt from the poem by Emily Dickinson that inspired it:  "Long years apart - can make no
Breach a second cannot fill -..."