by Keiko Shibata

 

 

camera rests on sideboard

chiaroscuro figures

a child no longer

skinned knees

bruised heart

smile and laughter

holding hands with friend

first taste burned my throat

hold me close

don’t let go

festivities of spirit flee

bliss is an image

seeking a metre

dress my soul in color

wear high heels and earrings

leaving for an evening

with memories in an envelope

lying next to optical lens.