like a sylph she drifted

on liquid diamond creek

all she had was sky

its cumulus boutique

whispers in the reeds

damselflies ballet

exploding vibrant paint

varnish this bouquet

soft her sisters singing

they leave in the wind

joined again as dust

beneath their 

sycamore friend


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s