Down Up Twisted

A cackle in the wind,

stirring lynxes of the moon,

to swim in flooded roads,

of a golden afternoon

A cackle in the wind,

cornering wardrobes' creaks,

to smooth a river,

of its flooding leaks.

A cackle in the wind,

flirting with violet wines,

to kiss an amber mirror,

of lisping twines

A cackle in the wind,

painting azure skies,its crows,

to snake its dimples,

of paper snow.

Reviews

[Pennywriter]

A wondrous personification of landscapes.

[rashmi]

This is really beautiful!