A crystal palace
Surrounded by the sea,
Without flower or tree.
Light refracted into rainbows.
She dreamed of beauty
Wrapped in downy blankets.
Origins a mystery.
Finally safe and alone,
No one to harm or disturb her
She wandered through crystal halls.
Ocean waves did not perturb her.
So the dreamy days passed,
Nothing growing or green,
Just white, rainbow light,
No other faces to be seen.
Curled up in her blankets
Her memory, growing a bit hazy,
Was of the last hug she had, and
Missing it, even if her brother was crazy.
Yet, he was always fun.
How he would laugh to see
Her crystal prison, white on white,
With no where to flee.
“Nichi, Nichi, wake up,”
She felt her blankets tugged off.
Her brother was the one tugging,
saving his breath for a last scoff.
“You are always in your dream world,”
Nathan said, “You’ll be late!”
“I’m home!” Nichi exclaimed happily,
For once not feeling any hate.
Without memories or play
Was not as fun as she thought,
Not how she’d want to spend a day.
Nichi surprised Nathan with a hug.
He asked: “What’s that for?”
“Oh Nathan, I missed you,
I was in a crystal palace far from shore.”
“You were dreaming, Nichi,”
Nathan smiled, “You were right here.”
“No, I was in ice, crystals all around!”
“Ice crystals on a plate, my dear?”
Nichi then remembered
A plate of ice crystals last night
Marveling over their shapes,
Rainbows thrown out in the light.
“A dream,” Nichi finally realized.
Her crystal palace was a dream.
Days had passed, and yet
Things are never as they seem.
Brothers can be fun,
Solitude quite a bore.
When play is never done,
Sleeping seems a chore.
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham
Note: Inspired by a plate of ice crystals, an irrepressible imagination, a child-like temperment and an epigram prompt by Painttheworldwithwords, who has challenged poets to write a witty, rhyming brief epigram. I don’t know if it’s witty enough to be compared with Oscar Wilde’s famous epigram: I can resist everything except temptation, (I’m thinking not) but it does rhyme, so you be the judge. Are the last 4 lines above an epigram?
Two Sample epigrams from the prompt:
— Ogden Nash
Sir, I admit your general rule,
That every poet is a fool,
But you yourself may serve to show it,
That every fool is not a poet.
— Samuel Taylor Coleridge