MAKEBELIEVE

Photo by S. Auberle

MAKEBELIEVE

by the light
she knows

it isn't real,
this place of stones

high on the bluff,
a small Camelot

in the soft shade
of green radiance

one might, if lucky,
see in a wolf's eyes

or before a tornado
spinning down,

upending all
in its path,

in the jade flash
of mystery at sunset,

but here, for a moment,
she rests in the light

while new,
tender leaves

whisper
it's only makebelieve

- mimi