01 August 2016

papersquare 012: girl in a red dress

Soft armour
Between carmine and fuschia
Broken up by flower patterns
To soften the edges, the challenge.
I am not as confident as I look
Fading back from woman to girl

Butterfly words in the heat,
Alight also, suicide, friendship
People knowingly nod at poems
But I talk of bluebells alone


Wind flirts the hem around my knees
on the street, a decision made
For a red dress should be seen.
Mingling through a crowd of judges,
Performing up to my red dress
A near-scarlet woman
Flighty and gone
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