On April’s MarginA Poem by sasha
The sun lies motionless On the parquet in my room Yellow color square shape Silhouettes of a large sculpture Of a sitting nude woman and Window bars and trees without leaves Swaying in the spring breeze Silent timeless rhythms of nature Finding shelter in my humble home This morning just on April’s margin Full of charms frail as air Like transient unexpected enjoyments Like vivid memories which will not Be diminished © 2013 sasha |
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1 Review Added on April 29, 2013 Last Updated on April 30, 2013 AuthorsashaMunich, city centre, GermanyAboutHi, thank you for stopping by. Have a nice day. S. more..Writing
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