Those Women Wore High Button Shoes
equine fountains
running clear water
hoists a spirit that is
a contagious wellspring
one of good intentions and
deep in thinking - horses whisper
toronto star dressing room vanity mirror
reflects her browns beiges and grays
purification
cemented in the
botanical gardens
landscaped with monte casino
asters in lavender filling voids in
neglected arrangements blown out
by dale chihuly's pipe - art is higher;
premeditation an intentional crack
fostoria crystal vase
etched memories in ancient
timelines
gold mines
in a historic
town brought a
foretold awareness
and those women wore
high button shoes making
contact with the boardwalk
traveling in step with plotted chaos
that blistered a preexisting sore spot
aggravating what the town said was "leftover
birthright" - it was born a winter foal in the summer
of confusion
Copyright Ms. Sage Sweetwater, Celebrity firebrand lesbian novelist
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"high button shoes making
contact with the boardwalk
traveling in step with plotted chaos
that blistered a preexisting sore spot
aggravating what the town said was 'leftover
birthright'" -
That is such a kewl passage, Sage. Very concise, very wise. You riting always sings, eveni sometimesthis old grifter has no idea where it's going.
God bless,
Chip B.