her voice found midnight,
escape from a walled garden,
building a mysterious blue hidden world –
the impossible child
interweaving worlds and times and fears
in red moonlight.
with no memory of
the river or the ancient hills.
Note: The prompt was to write an erasure poem. The text I used was the obituary of Pauline Fisk. http://www.theguardian.com/books/2015/feb/26/pauline-fisk