Night Act #Quadrille 150

fiction 1 Minute 
rain
hangs like sifted chalk
under park lights,
still as drama

the stage is set:
dancers, strung like puppets
from a drop-down sky

black cat-suits 
two dimensional against  
luminescent green
 jewel-glint & risque poses

only bedraggled 
bark ribbons
give the trees away

thunder applauds

Written for Whimsygizmo’s dVerse Quadrille – a 44 word poem including the word “chalk”

Published by abigfatcanofworms

We all walk in the dark. But if we hold hands, perhaps the dark won't be as scary.

Published

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