Tuesday, March 26, 2013

poetry in my mind

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A fragment of rainbow
is cut and falls onto clouds,
Wind kisses it,
Warm and juicy,
Wind gathers clouds,
Snowy and bouncy,
The fragment of rainbow
loses support,
and drops down on top of trees,
Wind snakes down and makes the chase,
the trees shake their heads,
with a fragment of rainbow
flying like birds.