Poem 877 – A Chilling Mystery

The lure of mystery,
of hidden secrets layered,
deep beneath the surface.
The possibility of
threat and treasure leading
to wisdom’s epiphany.
Of gripping pulp adventures
epic expeditions,
and eldritch beasts to better.
But which do I get to face?
To pit my strength against
and struggle to resolve?
The puzzle of why there’s never
room within the freezer
no matter what’s removed…

A truth that applies to all forms of storage…
(10.05.26)

© Ben Quant 2026
Photo by Ben McCloskey on Unsplash

Poem 431 – Packing

Packing bags
Packing boxes
Packing cars
Packing trucks
Packing tools
Packing kettles
Packing hopes
Packing losses
Packing dreams
Packing memories
Packing fears
Packing love
Packing family
Packing friends
Packing stories
On every box

Our daughter’s moving this week, raising memories of our last move where as a young girl she wrote stories on every box.
(19.02.25)

© Ben Quant 2025