Sibbling Rivalry in the AirA Poem by Ripple of AquaYin and Yang are fighting in the sky again... I swear those two...White puffs made of cream, gather across the blue icing of the sky Shadows coat their bellies as they loom overhead. The clicking of my wheels ticks away And wind tickles my scalp as I pedal Heat slides off the black roofs Dripping to the sidewalk below Rippling against my feet as they slap against the hard concrete My eyes are glued to the lowering sky Lines fall like ribbons down to the far away ground Lightning flickers across the whole scene And soon after thunder makes the ground shutter I suppose Yin is coming A storm, a evil I watch as they twine themselves above me Yang scampers away from Yin as she swirls closer The sun is held tight enough to drop more citrus heat down to Earth While Yin swirls with anticipation, knowing that she had him in her grasp I just shake my head and jump on my bike, Those two can work it out themselves. © 2011 Ripple of AquaAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on July 12, 2011 Last Updated on July 12, 2011 AuthorRipple of AquaNo Where In Praticular..., MOAboutI like to write, a lot, and I normally have been writing books more than poetry, but I believe my stories are just far too precious to put up. I love all form of arts-fine arts, creative writing, mu.. more..Writing
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