a new shade of blue
on a day like today
a bluewinged raven
flew above my head
floated in cirkles for a while
just to make a wild landing
dimming my sight
on a day like today
I sat with amazement in my hand
sparkling with sadness
I admired it for a while
even though it bit me
shamefully
on a day like today
I wished loudly
that tomorrow
could come
to chop off this ravens head
and make a new shade of its wingcolour
to paste on the painting
of you
Poetry by MadinSane
Read 1478 times
Written on 2005-05-25 at 12:26
Save as a bookmark (requires login)
Write a comment (requires login)
Send as email (requires login)
Print text
chasingtheday |
AZ |
fazza |