Colors Upon GlassA Poem by thegood&thebadIt can be very difficult to translate an experience to words, but I believe I've done it.Deep in my being It shows itself Briefly, for a moment, It takes me elsewhere Colors upon glass People in motion A hand on a window I am there Breathes are foggy Blankets of rays Leaves become tumbleweeds Trees are bare Reminiscing old days Families embrace Answers elude me Yet I stare © 2015 thegood&thebad |
StatsAuthorthegood&thebadParry Sound, CanadaAboutThe accidents and the intentions. The real and the false. The good and the bad. This is me! more..Writing
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