picture poem #92
come in motion
high and untouched
a sun rises
behind time's cold
alone and unmoving
the sidewalk of others
high and untouched
a sun rises
behind time's cold
alone and unmoving
the sidewalk of others
Another title: This is my Wasteland. A compilation of some my picture poems, riming haikus and haikus. The numbers are irrelevant.
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