she catches the sunlight
in her iris
dancing along
to a lonely beat
like cinderella caught
in her cascading tendrils
and the evil step-mother's curse
dreams and fantasies
catch her
as she falls through them
gently, numbly
subtly.
A contest entry
- Pic Prompt by Riamh.
600 points, ended September 13, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Good imagery here, lovely write, good luck!
Slayer

