Moping blue the color of her core weary and sullen as she looks around the shop windows aimless, lost in missteps.
A tug at her arm, she wants to swat the pest but sad, despairing eyes twitch her heart. Opening bag, she drops a few coins to a mud splattered hand, face lighting up face.
Walking down subway stairs, she helps a limping woman down the cobbled maze, legs moving legs, one step at a time.
Riding the crowded train, a harried young woman begs help to soothe a baby bundle while caring for precocious toddler. Arms helping arms, one burden lighter.
Onward home, loud energetic voices litter the street; skipping rope, playing catch ball and hoops. laughter pealing laughter. Opening her windows, blues fly away.
Author's Note: This post is for D'Verse Poet Pubs, Meeting the Bar: Critique and Craft hosted by Luke Prater. He shared one important guideline: redundant phrasing. Words, phrases, lines, stanzas, even, that are unnecessary.Every word in a poem must earn its place, every single one; no matter how poetic/ clever/ aesthetically pleasing it may be per se, if it is not adding anything to the piece overall, then it has to go.
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