Sapphires

am I still here, she wondered
peering into the waters
don't lean too far, her godmother said

or you may drown in clouds
later she left for the ball
dressed in them (the clouds)

and with sudden blue earrings.
sapphires. she whispered to the wind;
is the daylight sky still here

the one I fastened to the earth with tears;
the glint in the arbor;
murmuring, the wishing well spring

or has it broken for joy
into little pieces...

mary angela douglas 20 february 2018