deepundergroundpoetry.com

Into the echoes

 
The world feels like a prickly cactus.  
A February wind blows
the wind chimes
taking them way up into the distance.

Way up and inside the
stunning rings of Saturn
where they're locked in silence.

An airplane flies by
and disrupts the moment,
where you can faintly hear
the echo of something beautiful,
but you can't quite grasp it.
Written by Pishashee
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 3 reading list entries 1
comments 1 reads 174
Commenting Preference: 
The author is looking for friendly feedback.

Latest Forum Discussions
SPEAKEASY
Today 7:07am by Gahddess_Worship
COMPETITIONS
Today 6:47am by Gahddess_Worship
COMPETITIONS
Today 6:41am by NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
COMPETITIONS
Today 6:37am by wallyroo92
SPEAKEASY
Today 3:58am by SweetKittyCat5