Between the blinksA Poem by Ana B.The moon
is playing Ultimatums
with the brain… Smoking and portraying Her cinder
clouds again… I lay smiling On the tapestry of the blueberry forests… Softest clouds rhyming With the sky’s best florists So that
eyes could witness This
world’s daily rebirth… With incredible
stillness A new
life is served…
© 2015 Ana B.Author's Note
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