Poems of Unreason

Day 17 of 28 Days of Unreason

“Saw a poem float by just beneath the surface” – Jim Harrison

 

On pretty paper
boats tossed around by the storm
clouds that fill your eyes
swell with violent unshed tears
stain the cusp and fetch poems.

 

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The Window

window 2

Watercolor splash
sunset shadow play canvas
inky leaves hover
over rooftops and sizzle-
sift through wide open windows.

 

Lillian is hosting over at dVerse today and asks us to write about the view from our windows, looking in/looking out.