Sunday, 18 January 2015

Painted Light


Another poem with a hint of "limite surréaliste" to add a touch of something else to the feel.





Painted Light  -  13 Jan 15

Soft
Velvet blue
Sky shines with painted light
Fading slowly
Into cloud
Remembering in the rain
How it was
When last we drank
The sky
And whispered the rose
Velvet crimson
Remembering the rain
Soft






How often do we drink the sky?

 

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    1. I feel most people NEVER do . . .
      Thank you dani ♥
      I really appreciate your Lovely comments.

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