Fairy Feet

She sits hunched on a steel blue bench,
Head down, she stares intently at her feet,
Studying them like she's never seen them before
They methodically move leaves between them
Somehow dancing and twirling around her ankles
Flicking left and right, small eddies of debris play
Until two circles are swept clean beneath her
A soft afternoon breeze whisks the game away
Revealing concrete under her shoes,
Quietly, like dream she remembers why she's here
The weight of her situation burns her mind....
As if being awakened from sleep, she jolts forward
Lifting her head with a snap, inhaling sharply....
A hand on her shoulder takes her back to reality
"They're ready for you now, the jury is back in..."

Poetry by Purple Phoenix
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Written on 2010-05-03 at 15:31

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Brian Oarr
Haven't been here in a while, so I was overjoyed to read this poem, which, just maybe, is the best piece of yours I've ever read.

Miss ya!

Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
Hi Purp...
The Jury is in....you've been found guilty of writing
a fine poem

xxx Stan

Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
Loved this, the punch ending was a surprise but full of intricate detail :-)

Elle x

Dee Daffodil
Wow !! Love the surprise ending !!! Isn't it great that we can each escape our reality from time to time, if only for a brief moment ? :-) Nice writing !