18 April 2009

poem-a-day challenge *** day sixteen

White

Driving through
the empty plains
I saw the child
wearing
a white
death mask
a pink dress
shaped like
an hourglass
yellow flower
clutched in her fist
silent
calm
beyond
the looming storm
the white cold
of the plaster mask
and her bare legs
so close
to the mouth
of the tiger
prowling
among
leaves of grass.

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