….
It’s too soon to tell if
she should cast a small
spell instead of this big
golden ball that only ever
borrows.
The sky’s gone
all art, deco
-rated in crimson
and tangerine, fading
now to indigo and waiting
for a punctuation mark.
She’s holding the last
spark of something full,
aiming for just the right
spot, but suddenly caught
in its mirrored light,
she decides perhaps not
to give it
………………….flight.
..
Photo at prompt from over at Quickly in September, day 9.
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Love the story in the poem, and that deco-enjamb–Wonderful!!
Neat. I really like the ball/only/ever/borrows sequence of sound. and the deco-rated pun.
I, too, love the sound of this one! Perhaps she should cast a spell!
LOVE the second stanza!
Ah, the moon dose punctuate the sky when full.
Sometime’s she looks like a comma 😉
Cheers, Jules
The light is wisdom. Beautiful in the write hands. You got it!