Rising Curtain Poem by Satish Verma

Rising Curtain



Sun tears into
clouds. Between oaks
climbs a rainbow.

Drenched, I scoop
the eyes in a trance
whispering rain.

Widening moon
like a talisman in -
a shriveled hand.

Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: rainbow
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