The Wizard Of Shelley At Broom Street Poem by James P. Roberts
The Wizard Of Shelley At Broom Street
The scarecrow loses balance
and flops to the ground,
her long dark hair askew,
bewildered brown eyes
scan the shivering crowd:
'If I only had a brain.'
Shelley is on her way to Oz
in a variety of disguises:
a shocking blue leotard,
rag-tag bum's suit:
a lonely figure bathed in klieglights
pursuing her own private dream.
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Written for a friend of mine. How I miss her.
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