Pyo

Intersections; interpretatios

Wallpaper rows of small blue whales
Pastel colored air and pouty motions
Taste like cotton candy, smell like baby powder

And then he speaks

Rude boy, who gave you the right?
So charming your ways, such an innocent sight...
How did you change so right under my watch?

Oh, the foolishness of some
Who ever thought whales were small?

Reviews

[Ivan A. Bosco]

I just have no or few words, scattered all around the page are these hidden gems, this is one of them, loved it, loved it, loved it, congratulations, this is a short, full poem, truly deep in its honest shortness.

[Hyunae]

Thank you so much for your words ^ . ^ it flatters me very much so that you enjoyed my little poem and thought so highly of it ^ . ^
Thanks for taking the time to review it ^ . ^