Blue Paint Poem by Moth Harris
Blue Paint
Ocean waves lap blue paint
Smeared across the christian saint
All around the christian faith
Do you see the light
From the storm clouds above
Let the light strike you down
Oh, when the lightning strikes the ground
Blue paint splatters
Waiting for the next mask.
Boy, this just makes me wonder if whether when you would time travel back into the past you would come across a certain Arthur Rimbaud. You have a vision, I do say. Keep it up.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 12:14:02 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Nice one moth I like it.