Words have always been my art:
They dance for me and sing for me;
They laugh for me and cry for me;
They are my paint and brushes;
They are my clay.
27 October 2018
OctPoWriMo 27 - Rainbow
Colours bowing in the sky,
Reaching over all below.
Spectrum dancing in my eyes;
Colours bowing in the sky.
I tip my head and stretch out my
Senses, welcoming the glow.
Colours bowing in the sky,
Reaching over all below.
Spectrum dancing in my eyes is a great line and made me feel high just reading it!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful imagery :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. Loved the "Spectrum dancing in my eyes;". I could picture the sparkle of a magical rainbow reflecting.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful poem and picture!
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