~ Deana J. Tavares 

Barbed wire beauty


Through the clouds

She delicately bobbed and weaved


Screamed aloud


A silken back drop of white


Her stoic presence

Hazy days blank canvas

Showcased her very essence


Quivering green stalk framed

Like flags

Fish tailing upon the wind

Tattered frayed

Brown edges

Warm metal

Slices thin


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