Ronald Shields

Rookie - 0 Points (2/12/1956 / New York City)

Second Thoughts - Poem by Ronald Shields

The room is white.
A single vanity light shows the
way. Her hennaed hand caresses
a blue jewel on the necklace,
lets it fall over the gown.
Lifting a single black hair
stretched to its length she
lets it fall to the silver floor.
From the magnolia tree,
a leaf, edges curled, the
slightest shade of gold;
caught by a child.

Turning off the light she invites darkness.
It falls across her reflection
as the last of the light lingers in the mirror.
A question inhabits the dark,
tracing the arc of a demise;
the shattering of a glassy mind,
-paper thoughts fall like lanterns
in the air.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 24, 2013

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