Monday, August 15, 2016

And Did They Glide With Flowers In Their Hair

and did they glide with flowers in their hair
striking an attic pose by the stairway
the cherry stairway near the stained glass

the light peculiarly violet there
and was there one there
apart, in modest dress

a diffident air
waltzing outside on the grass
and dreaming that loveliness passes

she says like the rose flowing from
moment to shattered moment

the petals dripping in the silver rains.

mary angela douglas 15 august 2016