Swirling leaves
of doubt
arise on swooping
winds, smudging
the watery view,
opalescent
through tear-stained
windows.
Pale as an oyster,
hope,
once forgotten,
reclaims her spotlight’s
warmth, her rightful
mark on that
austere stage
dusted with rosin,
scuffed and scarred by
the fluttering wings
of a thousand
pink satin butterflies.
(c) 2017, by Hannah Six
Image: Tomas Castelazo
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