Messy

It is just that, messy the blur
anticipation whirling with brightness
overpowering the shadows of memories forgotten in the magic
of the season until until until they never really are gone
they linger

WPC: Surprise

There is an element of surprise within
those who don’t fit in who bling
instead of blend
standing tall strong deep and wide unwilling to curve
to another with expectations instead they find their unique stride they wind
their own way offering a glimpse