Poetry Everyday of the Year (and more)

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Friday, May 6, 2011


she sees dreams behind her smokey,
black-rimmed eyes
red lipsticked mouth belies her inner spirit
wild hair uncombed, now why she forsakes
taming it when she primps and fusses with
her face is perplexing.
Perhaps she is still holding onto material
things seeking temporary pleasure
it is all fleeting, really,
dive deep, where the dreams reside
She touches the dreamcatcher threads,
feeling its magic
while the spider winks one glowing eye.
       By Beverly Bronson  ©May 2011

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