Monday, 28 May 2012

Rainbow Drops

Rolling skies of grey
Turning blue away
Scattered clouds of red
Golden fields of wheat for bread

Lightening colours of rainbow strikes
Pushing away turning pipes
Of broken smoky wilderness
Nature’s arms embrace none the less

Peaking heads of golden sheets
Standing proud above the creeks
Forests rest deep within
Beautiful images hide columns of pins

Spiking tops way up high
Rolling cloth of lit up sky
Shelter crops let them grow
Life stands still
Underneath the evening glow

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