Captive, held in a cage of dreams
in mirrored eyes,
she’s cursed, she sighs,
mirror-gazing, she sings a song,
wonders how long
she’ll sigh and sing,
while dreams take wing
she weaves a spell, and watch she keeps,
she scarcely sleeps,
sees plume and blooms,
she’s caught, she’s doomed.
This is a minute poem for Secret Keeper’s Writing Challenge.
The prompt words were: Cage/Sing/Dream/Watch/Spell