A tritina for the Secret Keeper’s weekly five word prompt.
DANCE | INNER | BREAK | HUE | LOST
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.