The Wabi-Sabi Writer

My hair - wavy flaxen 

flowed down 

my back

My imagination 

effervescent    

expansive

and

ethereal

My childhood -  

all ballet recitals 

and play dough parties

a future

well assured

then

felled

by

a pixie

a parting

and pain

 of learning 

it was too late

to change

November Poetry Project

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