The Web Poetry Corner - Heather Prudence Davis - At Studio 35
At Studio 35
by
Heather Prudence Davis
Smokeless and lying in
the corner
They all watched with
worry and remembrance
of the autumn evenings she
was so gracefully alive
playing little miss S
bouncing around the room
like a superball with a parachute.
What ever became of that beautiful,
all knowing, no fearing,
young little woman
so naturally mesmerizing?