' truth '
this transparent bubble
holds a river in flux
a sea in its stillness
the buoyancy of clouds
reflecting a moment
crimson,violet,orange
look how the raindrop feels
on colorful petals
the moon shades it silvern
a sun paints it golden
it could even be blue
if you wear toy glasses
and run like an urchin
through the streets of nowhere
as he finds what he wants
shouting blue rain. , blue rain ..
/ original / z.g.
So beautiful! The imagery was incredibly rich. The first stanza was very powerful!
ReplyDeletenice, like one of those odd dreams where you wake up and not quite sure what happened
ReplyDeleteThe imagery is amazing. The second stanza was grand. I felt like I was pulled in at that moment, hooked on to the poem. Well done!
ReplyDeleteI liked your ending, now he can throw those blue glasses (toy) away.
ReplyDelete..
magical!
ReplyDeleteEven an urchin can be the master of his destiny for a moment! That might be enough.
ReplyDeleteLike that last stanza, Can just about imagine that street urchin shouting blue rain...
ReplyDeletewrath of nature
Excellent! What a great interpretation of this prompt.
ReplyDeleteAwesome!! Loved the imagery..
ReplyDeletethat was original-------------------!
ReplyDeleteWell done, it certainly has moved people. What more do you want from your poetry than that?
ReplyDeletetruth is so simple sans umbrellas.
ReplyDeleteI like the play in this, the dream like fantasy prompted by the wonderful descriptions.
ReplyDeletevery nicely written!
ReplyDeleteyou are very talented.