Friday, March 30, 2012

Phantom Dancer

Of all galactic establishments
You chose earth
On which to place your feet and dance
Its stricken girth
I stayed up to watch for you
But never saw you pass
And yet, you left a silver shoe
On every blade of grass


1 comment:

  1. hi Janet! i've come here from Poets United. i love the notion of "but never saw you pass and yet, you left a silver shoe on every blade of grass". such beauty you've captured in that line, dear. x


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