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Wednesday, April 07, 2010

Invisible landscapes

a word is like a dance,
a drama -
silent stream
it's going up
and down
and vowels in between

a word is like a shot -
a piece of glass which
is broken
it's sticky tricky playful
and sounding like a pain

it's cosy cloud
running
slowly
above your head

a summer rain
a snow -
ice.

a rainbow.
a wind.

tree leafs,
which whisper loud.

it's like a kiss -
so sweet and sudden,

surprising
killing
raising

awak'ning from
a dream.

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