Ballerina With Fins


Shards Of Sky - Poem by Ballerina With Fins

i.
A little
candle.
But it flickers.

ii.

An empty window,
framing the sky,
filtering sundry laughter
and sunny days, shaping the clouds.

Over time, misting.
With smudges of cold fingerprints and
furious scrawls.

You wipe, tirelessly, with tempestuous
velocity, but somehow
the day looks
less
bright

iii.

(but it
flickers)

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 28, 2006

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 20, 2010


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