Friday, December 22, 2017

Sugar Plum (Day 338)

Swirling leaves 
of doubt 
arise on swooping 
winds, smudging 
the watery view,
through tear-stained 
Pale as an oyster, 
once forgotten, 
reclaims her spotlight’s 
warmth, her rightful 
mark on that
austere stage  
dusted with rosin, 
scuffed and scarred by 
the fluttering wings 
of a thousand 
pink satin butterflies.

(c) 2017, by Hannah Six

Image: Tomas Castelazo

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