Purple drips at the edge of the rainbow
into the fluid cloud that spread around
after the drenching morning rain
Earlier, the cracks the lightening left
across the open sky cut so deeply
the hills fled and high walls caved
the once sharp rainbow
begun to collapse into thin sheets
the lightening cracks left behind
Sango walks behind these thin cracked sheets
with his double-headed axe and fire in his eyes
dancing nakedly upon the grave
of the just withered purple dripping rainbow
like the wavering thought of a young man
without a rainbow around his maidens throne
Copyright © 2019 Olutomi Akinsanya
I enjoyed reading your poem. The images were wonderful. Thanks for sharing.
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Thanks for reading Bigskybuckeye and for your kind words.
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Lovely.
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Thanks
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Outstanding imagery. Wow!
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Thanks for taking time to read and appreciating it Eugenia
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You created a very vivid picture!
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Thanks L. Stevens for taking time to read
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Your welcome!
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Masterfully woven words!
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Thanks Elizabeth for your kind words
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