acanthus

little waves of leaves and vines
spin across time

cathedrals of rock
pergament and pigment
lovingly carved
and rendered in clay

they march across the sky
as from van Gogh's night scape

take us for a ride
from ancient then to current future

a child's pinwheel
of faith and promise

acanthus




Poetry by Katarina Wikholm
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Written on 2016-07-21 at 20:34

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Bibek
This is so so good. "a child's pinwheel/of faith and promise" makes a striking comment in the end.
2016-07-23