Ellen

17

Debut Lines

Glorious July dresses and undresses herself
in Pennsylvania buttercups and Ohio lilies.
Industrious drones flutter, fly, flit
fixating hexagonal strategies.
Butterfly wings flex to break through
cocoons of transformation, whirling
as to embellish my summer.

Radiance melting like new jam off a jar
slowly, quietly, unwittingly
sweeping over my sweet sixteen,
transient touch of love mixed with
pinches of adolescent impetuous
and a heaping helping of laughter.

My memories entangling, growing
only upwards like a emerald vine
foliating from my heart, carrying
journals nestled in secrets,
forms in future endeavors.

Setting out for Summer is the stage
for the vogue ahead.