Tuesday, April 9, 2019

Day 8 and 9 - NaPoWriMo

Lost


a drop of moisture
becomes a mighty river
when magic returns
to this parched earth and change
bullies again day after day


© April 2019


Weeds


green pushes through brown.
blue trickles from the heavens.
pink purple yellow
pokes through emerald and sage.
all colours shine through, haunting.


© April 2019


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