Pedestals

He built a proper pedestal
and on it placed a woman
How did the folly of placing a mere woman
on a pedestal escape him?
He never thought of her as ‘mere’
but perfect and good
to be admired like a work of art
arm’s length away
in one pose forever
always smiling
always kind
always golden
He built a proper pedestal 
and on it placed a dream
The cock crows
it is time to wake.
Kathy Keogh
 This is an entry for the FEMFLASH 2013 writing competition from Mookychick Online. Enter now.
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