Words can create magic and I want to get lost in them for some part of each day.

July 9, 2011

Two for the Monsoon Skies.

Tilting Grey-Black Clouds
Over flat green fields
Drama comes from
Daubs of Indigo 
And Streaks of Silver
lighting up the
Sky's Grey Sea.
A Petulant Sun
throws Tantrums and
tries hard to push
the Great Black Beasts away.
Clouds frolic.Laugh.And Encase him - yet again.


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