A limestone wind
He smiled and said
Rising beyond
The scarlet skies
The grass struggled
Slashed and torn
A naked canvas
Whispered along
Running with a wind
Dodging shadows
Only a silhouette
I could see
White brush strokes
Over a purple kite
Dust flew into
A hundred eyes
1 comments:
Hey stumbled on your blog, lovely poems I must say, keep blogging.Adios
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