[to my stick-horse, Trilby, the ruby-eyed]
gold meshed bags held the chocolate money;
at parties the pirate chest was filled with them
(a centerpiece for the bride-doll feted)-
small cookies with ruby jam and shaped like stars.
must I imagine everything for the dolls,
including the tea set?
never mind said the shadows of stick horses
appliqued with ruby sequined bridles;
anyway, magically, they're faster than National Velvet
down the Milky Way.
I should know. I trained them at recess
patiently.
I'll bring in gold mesh bags our provender
for a day and a tangelo sun and the
fairy princess sings rhe rose lights into the
sky when everything is still
and no one's looking...
I know you don't believe this;
but, I will
mary angela douglas 24 october 2013
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