I wish I could fly
Watching the wind evolve whirls of dust into
Dunes of fine ash yielded from the earth
We play with their tropic grains
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I see a leaf, obscure from the others Floating and flying My excited belief in how hope Can't be dying.......in a moment i flew with it. great poem. you think a lot dear poetess. tony
A refined poetic imagination, Chole L. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.
A beautiful creation well articulated and nicely penned with clarity of thought and mind. Thanks for sharing, Chloe.