To Fuchsia, Ballerina

Lissom, graceful, ballerina…do not float past.

I crave to learn the mystery of your innate soul.

As you dance away in your secluded garden,

am left bemused with the tale of your creation.

Free without connection, a reprieve desired,

an answer to a thousand unanswered questions.

Cast your petals to the wind… liberate my mind,

reveal those inner thoughts as to where, when and why.

Don’t leave me stranded with such strange disclosure.

Relieve me… past resentment, guilt and discontent.

Permit me please to remain within your flora.

Lissom, graceful, ballerina…do not dance away.

Poems - June Sciortino