Violet Storm Poem by Alexander Wojno

Violet Storm



The tattered violet hues erupt, The headstrong tower put

As wind carries the shower of dark, mystical blades

Slicing the skin of the air, bleeding their scent into the spirit of the world

The purple cascade dapples the fur of the hare, struck, a sweet smelling aroma

A taint of glory driven to brilliance
Alexander Wojno

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Alexander Wojno

Alexander Wojno

Johannesburg, South Africa
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