Picture Poem #114 (From, This Is My Wasteland) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Picture Poem #114 (From, This Is My Wasteland)



Phantom ripples
beyond tongue-flame

through night
into lamp-lit light

rain and earth's fire
timeless twilight's gold-dust

elfin dreams and magic

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