The Magic Ball

Written by: Andrea Dietrich

It’s a magic ball moving upward into sky with no impetus - r o l l i n g s l o w l y into day glowing in and out of clouds. Sunshine starts to slide s n a i l - l i k e down to earth again with unseen guidance and scarlet in the gloaming. Beauty trails the magic ball. Oct. 11, 2012 For Leonora Galinta's Tanka Crazy - Sunshine Poetry Contest