School
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FLAXEN WAVES framed her face,
swept and tamed with borrowed comb.
CAMEL COAT, wrapped
and draped,
robed her shoulders.
Spotlight lighting just her chair...
A royal klieg that floods
its mark.
Chrysalis with scrubbed face, pink and
peach and
EGGSHELL bone —
Birthed and bare...
And though NO COLORS bled
from picture — knew that hers
were SHADES of GOLD.
——
The rest of them were
BLACK and WHITE —
Students,
mostly gray.
Those close
to her — RECEIVED HER LIGHT.
Pearls were in their gaze,
even, as they LOOKED AWAY,
nacre loosed from
shiny eyes.
Was in that class,
a DIFFERENT CLASS,
a different year,
a different school —
——
But SAME, the photo.
Fear... excited, OVERWHELMED,
trying not to sweat too much
— SCHOOL for acting.
——
None stood out like she
does here —
Though DEEP INSIDE
we had
her
light.
I WILL MYSELF to have
her
light.
——
A reason, still, the Stars
are GOLD.
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August 3, 2018