What Will I Wear Tonight? Poem by Eddie Roa

What gown will I wear tonight? she mused,
As the early scatter of the fading light settled and
Gray banners fluttered smartly in the twilight air
Festooned over an elegant black and white horizon
A prelude to high society's grandest ball of the year

Will she wear a cape dotted by a million sparkles and
Gems formed by light years from distant blasts
Made more brilliant by the absence of moon glow?
Would she dare wear a tiara of a burning disc with
A backdropp of subdued light from flickering candles?

A sturdy rack sagged with the weight of an array of vanities
Each one hopeful of being blessed by the lady's choice.
Her gaze moved from one brilliant creation to another
Oh the sorry quandary she faces though not only this once
But never apologetic for such an embarrassment of riches