HummingbirdA Poem by TyHummingbirdSurreal, It seems. Shadows from beams And rays of sunlight, On warm afternoons, Will always be better. Colors of rainbow, Gold, and teal, That dripped from skies, The canvas Would color my hopeful emotions. Dream. Sweet Hummingbird sipping truth, The seeping oil And drill bits would keep me awake. Exhausted. Realizing exhausted Is not having anyone close to call friend And in the pond The reflection you bent backwards for a being, Only to have the connection questioned. Surreal, It seems. Rays of sunlight On warm afternoons, Will always be better. © 2018 TyReviews
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