Beauty blind

A tritina for the Secret Keeper’s weekly five word prompt.



Daybreak colours, hard to place

When beauty springs in every hue

Yet fails to move hearts with its dance.


Leaf fall, bird flight bright colours dance;

Before the inner eye takes place

A pageant dressed in every hue.


I’d take a palette of each hue

And paint the feathers of the dance,

But who would see in this lost place?


Dead is the place where beauty’s hue is a forgotten dance.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

8 thoughts on “Beauty blind”

      1. I saw a funny tableau in the park of one of Bordeaux’s main attractions. A group of benches full of boy scouts out on a tour of the city, all sitting in silence, staring at their phones. If I’d had mine on me I’d have taken a pic.

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