weighing down
the color green
hoping to blend with water
as clouds flirt with winged fishes
and hide behind their true form
catching each other briefly
for the moment that
the eye of god winks
at the sun.
Words, like clouds, shift through time, space, encounters.
love your animated landscape!
ReplyDeleteALOHA from Honolulu
Comfort Spiral
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So melancholy.
ReplyDeleteBlessings and Bear hugs!
smiles...love the god wink there in the end...we see the detrius, but then the light...and that is the hope for me...smiles.
ReplyDeleteIt is rather melancholy, but then again, I think this time of year brings out feelings of melancholy.
ReplyDeletedimmi ciò che vuoi ma la foto e bellissima.
ReplyDeleteCiao Rosaria
Maurizio
It might be a very short poem but this whole section left me speechless:
ReplyDeleteas clouds flirt with winged fishes
and hide behind their true form
catching each other briefly
for the moment that
the eye of god winks
at the sun.
Beautiful. Many thanks.
Greetings from London.
wow and jeez louise
ReplyDeletethat knocked me off my socks, rosaria. "the broken concrete weighing down the color green" — this is a profoundly moving piece of work...
So lovely, Rosaria! You have such a gift!
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