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The Green Feather

July 12, 2016
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The green feather
floated softly
into my dream
and carried me away.

Source: http://skarora.com/small-abstracts-2/summe...
In Poems Tags green, feather, dream

The White Fairy

July 11, 2016

The white fairy
painted a vampire
onto my fears
and scared them away.

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In Poems Tags white, fairy, fears

The Yellow Fog

July 11, 2016

The yellow fog
covered me
like a smile
and carried me home.

Source: http://skarora.com/small-abstracts-1/monoc...
In Poems Tags yellow, smile, home

The Black Rose

July 10, 2016

The black rose
stained my hand
and covered me with
a dragon tattoo.

Source: http://skarora.com/black-white-neutrals/bl...
In Poems Tags black, rose, dragon

The Silver Button

July 10, 2016

The silver button
sewed itself
onto my heart
to hold it together.

Source: http://skarora.com/black-white-neutrals/bl...
In Poems Tags silver, button, heart

The Blue Moon

July 9, 2016

The blue moon
disappeared into
my eyes and then
they sparkled.

Source: http://skarora.com/small-abstracts-2/colla...
In Poems Tags blue, moon, eyes

The Purple Cloud

July 9, 2016

The purple cloud
sat next to me
and told me
it would be okay.

Source: http://skarora.com/small-abstracts-2/splas...
In Poems Tags purple, cloud, okay

The Orange Hug

July 8, 2016

The orange hug
swallowed me
like a whale
and wouldn't let go.

Source: http://skarora.com/small-abstracts-2/splas...
In Poems Tags orange, hug, whale

The Balloon You Sent Me

July 7, 2016

The balloon
You sent me
Floated
Out of my hand.
I tried to run after
The orange circle
Swirling aimlessly
Above my head.
I could barely
Keep up with it,
With you,
With life, chasing colored
Strings, I wanted
To grab them,
To hold you,
Why did you send a
Balloon instead of
Your heart?

Source: http://skarora.com/small-abstracts-2/sprin...
In Poems Tags balloon, heart, orange

The Flowers That You Gave Me

July 6, 2016

The flowers that
You gave me
Wilted in my hand
As soon as I
Touched them, like
Feathers drenched in
Rain. I promise
To keep the feathers,
Wet and wilted,
Because I know
That flowers can fly
Like love notes
Twirling in the rain.

 

Source: http://skarora.com/small-abstracts-2/sprin...
In Poems Tags flowers, rain, feathers, love
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