I Love to Write Poetry
I fell
Shattering
The shallow silence.
I stared at the
Vision of a
Haunting
Summer.
I listened
To the
Whisper
Of a
Worried Winter.
And i gazed
At the masks of a
Hazy Spring.
I barked
As the hidden
Ball of fire
Slipped past
Autumn,s
Sleeping sentries.
And my mind
Gazed
Westward
To the
Fanfare
In the sky.
Shattering
The shallow silence.
I stared at the
Vision of a
Haunting
Summer.
I listened
To the
Whisper
Of a
Worried Winter.
And i gazed
At the masks of a
Hazy Spring.
I barked
As the hidden
Ball of fire
Slipped past
Autumn,s
Sleeping sentries.
And my mind
Gazed
Westward
To the
Fanfare
In the sky.