Artistic Miracle Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Artistic Miracle



Artistic miracle

Though grey come clouds
Act as the best brush; seasonal
Coloured, have, the trees in the falls
They draw half-dead leaves on grounds
Then behave like hoses, splash, wash, flush
Make movies, of fear and horror, thunders’ lights
They absorb rays of sun in daytimes, East-West-wise
After rain, when comes sun they make sword, of rainbow.

Friday, October 9, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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