Saturday, November 19, 2011

Recreation

by Ingrid Prohaska


... and with a smirk
he ran a knife into her dream.

"Ulysses' Dream" Nicolae Vermont
Her images flew out of their frame
drop by drop
they fell to the ground
to build an unformed puddle
abstracted
still undefined
not yet comprehensible
just to be felt
colorful
powerful
and strong enough
to be a recreated lodestar in her life.

Copyright © 2011 Ingrid Prohaska

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