Nice for no reason in any season, summer has it all, elevated to great heights before precipitous fall, recoiling winter to spring
Dead rain don’t kill, without rain won’t grow;
ground grows thirsty;
thirty my point of no return, at fifty learnt silence is fun!
Flooded brain can’t change, chained rain, washing life away, railroad track oblivion, horizon destination, no stops, sleeping lots
Feeling heavenly high notes,
see sunlight lighten dust motes,
memories of last year leaves photosynthesising raw connotes
We’ll never naturally fly, on wings of evolution,
but we can glide or drop, on constructed substitution,
bird’s eye view solution
The above Facebook 5 were written to keep poetry alive…
and for colourful backgrounds on Facebook!
mistYmuse 