Photo by Birmingham Museums Trust on Unsplash
BEFORE NIKE WAS A SHOE
SHE WAS A GODDESS
at play in a field of liquid gold and
burnished brown
Riding on rippling waves
of Venetian Blue
Saffron and emerald
reflecting in her eyes
Delighted in Autumn’s gloaming.
That night she dipped her finger
into my dreams
stirred them awake
and waited
Breathlessly_
About the Creator
Rulam Day
In another life I was a pirate, a race car driver, and a spy. But those are stories for another time. Rulam Day is an anagram of my name, Mary Daul. I publish under both.
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