There is a lady here – soft but solid
with tangled red hair, standing
in the September pumpkin field.
Surrounded by globes she holds
a ukelele up towards the day-time
stars. Unseen but ever present.
The music starts but she isn’t playing,
and one ladybird lands on her
white dress, attracting its fellows.
As the sun warms her morning skin
she dances – chains of beads
clattering to a different tune.
The original inspiration for this were the words “ukulele, ladybird, beads” as part of the Three Random Words project.
Also – when editing it I realised I’d subconsciously written Amanda Palmer into it – I was listening to the Dresden Dolls when I wrote it. Weirdly, this is not the first time I’ve done that.