A pretty girl stands
On the riverbank in a windy day
Under the noon sunshine
She follows the water way
A gentle gusty disarranges
Her long black-silk hair
From her face and eyes
She takes hold of the flair
The gust tears her hair scarf away,
Twisting in the air
Fluttering and chuting
On the water surface with despair
The awful torrent takes away
Her souvenir to drown
She recalls her love story
And his face pops up around
He gifted her this hair scarf
During their distant vacation
It’s fastened her hair,
Tied her heart for a short duration
Their honey days broke down,
Her soul flew in a nightmare
Love has gone like the gust tore
The scarf from her hair
The scarf and the sorrow story
Together sink under the water
The happiness of a life
Could not replay over and over
The Time pulls everything forward,
Left behind the prints
Pretty girl observes the scene,
Letting her hair waving
Opening
her dome like a
fresco
Pixels of
night gleam from
atop
As stars
wink, Neuth twirls
the nova
Lining her
cape with studs of
opal.
Entranced,
buds glide on a
lattice
Soaking in
the mist of
twilight’s
hems.
Calmly, the
moon dims the
magic
Embers like
beams of Sky Lady
invite
Nestling air
for child’s bed
story’s yawn
To drift upon
eyes; good
times,good
night!
* for some reason,
the page only allows
a narrow space which
disarranges the
lines
from their proper
layout...
* Neuth--Egyptian
Goddess of the Sky
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Judy Konos' How's
Your Acrostic
*Mirror
Acrostic:First and
last letter
of each line are the
same
8/26/2014 by nette
onclaud
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