Scarves on kings
We paint
scarves on kings
living in
intrepid times,
pure feeling
in our skins,
open doors
for all to see,
walk
through without a key.
We trip up
the fantastical,
scurrying
birds to the skies,
balancing
like clowns on tiptoe,
wonder-like,
eyes wide
for we are
children rapt.
Copyright Vickie
Johnstone, October 27, 2020
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