The light comes in
with rules
about rainbows
We follow with myths
and memories...
gleaning goodness
A story retold becomes
as real as The Arc...
as firm as the floorboards
under my feet
and as big as the sky-
when I step outside...
Every fairy tale
a confirmation
a promise kept
to captivate
for generations
Ask a name
and then spin spin spin
turn straw into gold
with rules
about rainbows
We follow with myths
and memories...
gleaning goodness
A story retold becomes
as real as The Arc...
as firm as the floorboards
under my feet
and as big as the sky-
when I step outside...
Every fairy tale
a confirmation
a promise kept
to captivate
for generations
Ask a name
and then spin spin spin
turn straw into gold
poem copyright ©2011 Anne Selden Annab
(oil painting The Harvest by Ibrahim Ghannam)
(oil painting The Harvest by Ibrahim Ghannam)
