Imagination Poem by John thebarman
Imagination
They said she read,
just endlessly,
novels and poems,
escaping into a new awareness of somewhere else
beyond the white walls.
She'd stopped eating.
She wanted transformation.
One day
she drew golden leaves falling all over the white walls and out of the sash window,
falling,
falling.
It was autumn.
Golden leaves falling everywhere and forever....
Golden leaves are falling over white sea. Amazing poem is drafted well.10
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Write comment. Nice imagination, John. Read my poem, Love and. Thanks