Poetry Quickfire

Step Forward

Caribbean blue unrivaled,
paraded through her mind
as the quiet apprentice
wrapped her shoulders gently
with yards of that vibrancy.

Midnight chill folded,
surrendered to her light
as the hesitant visionary
penciled her garment lines
with only the slightest tremble.

I could have named this one, "A Designer is Born." :) Today's bus stop poetry inspiration came from my excitement about Project Runway. I admire the creativity and vision of fashion designers. I thought it would be interesting to write a poem exploring that moment when a designer decides to step into the spotlight and create.

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