Ivory
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Imagine, Interlude, Ivory Contest October 13, 2023
Sponsored by Constance La France
Painting by Katharine Buchanan
"An ivory tower can be a fine place to live
as long as you don't lock yourself in, and others out."
~ by poet
Graceful, Leanore is such a beautiful child,
Long wavy blonde hair and ivory skin
like alabaster or porcelain, crystal blue eyes
Pure and innocent of all but original sin
She'd be an angel with white feathered wings
If she were not the progeny of my line
She dances and twirls as if floating on a cloud
An imp one moment, in the next she's divine
We've tea together, with scones, of course
Pretends she lives high up in a castle tower
I asked if it was made of ivory and got the look
The sullen wrinkled brow that I call her glower
"It's okay, my darling Leanore, one day soon...
much too soon, you will come to understand
that not everyone is lucky to live in a castle
At four, she smiled at me and took my hand
Enthralled, she watches bees collecting honey
A Fairy Tale Princess waving her wand in the air
saying, "I'll turn this green lizard into a prince."
Her laughter is entrancing, her ivory skin so fair
In sleep, this precious child dreams with a smile
on her rosebud lips. Wish she'd stay as she is now
if it were in my power to keep her in that tower
But that's a selfish wish that love will not allow
Copyright © Lin Lane | Year Posted 2023
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