Miki Ando That Innocent Flower
.
Spinning
as if out of control
yet
no
around
and around and around
and around
the flower spun
pluming
like the peacock
yet still
that innocent flower
spun
and with all beauty
slid
and on the spheroid of ice
with a touching soft pause
the flower
did bow
Copyright © James Peranteau | Year Posted 2010
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