Rainbows are magical.

Awakening distant memories,

Special feelings. ...

Another year has passed.

Three years,

Of daily jibber jabber, ...

Somedays,

Feel upside down.

It’s nothing unusual. ...

Shadows,

Inside and out.

I’d take those ...

Even stones,

Fight life.

Darkening over time. ...

Tonight,

Clouds may cry.

Their tears laying waste, ...

Clouds, and airplanes.

Nature, and man.

Paths, crossing the skies. ...

Cold fluffy days.

Unblinking stares.

Yet some heads, ...

Dear God.

Or whatever you are.

Where are you? ...

Now you’ve emerged,

Through your prison.

Looking at the world. ...

Three sprouts.

A stain on the ground.

The rest, ...

Curious…

How borders,

Even today, ...

Some days

Are confusing.

Too many paths. ...

So much around.

But you stand out.

“Don’t want to.” ...

Hey old wheel!

How do you feel?

Laying in dried grass. ...

Stone blocks and fences.

The grey sky,

Makes breathing feel heavy. ...

Dear little flower.

You promised to stay.

A commitment, ...

Crowded skies.

But not like yesterday.

Everything’s different. ...

Wood,

Strangely cut.

Why like this? ...

On carefree days,

When it’s time to play,

I hide her slippers. ...