To Be Perfectly Honest…

…I wasn’t really planning on doing a set of themed poems like these.  The first two happened by accident.  This one is intentional.  😊

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Where?

She opened up her chestnut eyes
And looked around.  To her surprise
She could not see the starry skies
That earlier were there.
She brushed aside an errant strand
Of umber hair, pinched herself, and
Made up her mind to have a grand
Adventure.  But…  to where?

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Written while listening to Enigma’s The Screen Behind the Mirror (2000).

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