#poem #poetry #amwrting sketchbook goodbye

ciao she said without irony
twisting her bracelet pearl side out

she refused to obey in her vows
made a huge deal of the choice

yet now - at every beck and call
she runs - hard bottomed - ever downward

her voice outlasting the whispered wind
that lifts her toil to the hill again


everything is just so - ruffled - pleated
bosoming fresh in turquoise and ivory

as they line up to grin and be happy

The Blue Book