Perle Champion

walking in the rain
jumped in puddles, caught raindrops
on my tongue, got soaked
warm raindrops falling
lured me down from my aerie
’tis all just a tease

Tuesdays child is full
of grace; this week I am she
magic surrounds me
money flows to me
everything falls into place
spring is poised to bloom

paths endlessly fork

our choices forge who we are

would we do better

or stop cold en route

given more time to ponder

insures us nothing

wisps of night fled dawn’s
stealthy step across the lawn’s
diadem strewn wood
i roam frost laced dreams
dancing with rainbow prisms
ephemeral gems

they’re gossamer thin
veils that hang between the worlds
magic and muggle.

opaque to mundanes
clear as glass to magic sense
real ephemeral

be eccentric now

wear purple polka dots stripes

run barefoot through rain

don’t wait for old age

they’ll just shake their heads and say

ah well, she’s just old

use the nice sheets now

wear the fancy lingerie

now not some later

special occasion

with no name no time no date

funeral perhaps