DREAMS BY ANN WOOD

I collect winds from storms,
I enclose them in transparent jars,
I paint gentle colors on them -
I paint more, the flight of a bird!
In my thoughts I secretly built
a window with sparkling pupils,
so, I kept it from spring
and showered it with pink flowers!
In the morning I always look for silence,
I mix it with yesterday's tears
and then, I scatter them on the ground -
I set off again after my dreams!




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Written on 2025-02-02 at 14:19

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Ann Wood The PoetBay support member heart!
THANK YOU BOTH FOR THE WARM WORDS. GOD BLESS YOU ALL
2025-02-03


MIRZA AHMER BEG The PoetBay support member heart!
the paint brush of art on canvas of life ,beautiful!
2025-02-03


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
How wonderful. You play with words so well.
2025-02-03