brilliant short tendrils
come out of a night
full of noises and
dripping and
busy spiders,
gleaming in the first
sun that yawns
its way
past barely open pods of
rainbow orchids,
preparing to meander on the ground,
up a tree,
through dead leaves
towards a light
that is just too far away.
look! a beetle.
brown, green and blue:
its trembling wings.
Much to enjoy with this piece. Your words engage the senses.
Much to enjoy with this piece. Your words engage the senses.
this piece is really nice. i like the random line changes they really emphasise things in the poem
this piece is really nice. i like the random line changes they really emphasise things in the poem
What a beautiful poem.
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this is perfect! I have a literature projegt and i have to find a free verse t go along with the theme… JUNGLE!