PrismA Poem by pinkasylumI find it's reflective properties magical Where fairies n angels dance amidst the magnificence of colorture
All four seasons perfectly balanced through translucent curvature
Sustaining all at once peering through the briliance of it's signiture
God's unseen presence emerges within it's embellished ovature © 2011 pinkasylumAuthor's Note
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Added on June 10, 2011 Last Updated on June 10, 2011 AuthorpinkasylumAZAboutA woman taking refuge here from the outside world, colliding images with words, every poem a prism of reflection. I am new to writing, a tender new bud, here to learn, make friends, support and be ins.. more..Writing
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