Picture Poem #274 (From, This Is My Wasteland) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Picture Poem #274 (From, This Is My Wasteland)



Time’s fire
clouds crossing

life touches
the tingling
within

hope and peace
curves run
patiently

Thursday, May 31, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: clouds
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