HAPPY NEW YEAR 2011 - LET THERE BE HOPE

 

 

 

 

 HOPE'S ENTRANCE 

 

 

 

Filigreed shreds of last year's frock,

Flutter feebly on the fringe of  floating applause.

An old lady now, flooded in footlights' flame;

Still the fragile smile.

Still the feathery wave.

Even in the final flourishing cadence of death:

As Final Bow melts into Opening Night,

And fading finger of memories beckons future bride.

HOPE takes her place in the spotlight.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Maureen Walsh  - December 2010 ©

 

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Comment by Colonel Mustard's Sous Chef on December 31, 2010 at 6:35pm
Amen.

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