Today’s prompt from Poetic Asides: take the phrase “Something (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write the poem. Here's mine...another dark one.
In the way the light hits her face
as it pours through the windows
of the bedroom, how it highlights
the curve of her jaw, how it makes
her skin look less taut and filled
with worry. There is something
almost relieving to touch the chill
on her arms, to see the blue darken
her pale legs, to see her mouth frozen
in a slightly upward path, to know
that she knew it was coming, yet
she would feel the sun's warmth one
last time before she left me. I can't
possibly be angry when I see how
brightly she shines, and will always.