picture poem #194
time clouds
go with life
and the stars
in sight
longing to touch
the fire
of to-night lights
go with life
and the stars
in sight
longing to touch
the fire
of to-night lights
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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