picture poem #150
lift my mind
up to the music
sailing on
through pulsing
of time
from violins
and mandolins
light like feathers
up to the music
sailing on
through pulsing
of time
from violins
and mandolins
light like feathers
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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