My Interpretation of Poetical Ideas, Messages, Information and Resources.

Wind chime

Purple wind chime
deep feelings
golden hues
deep longings
flowers on the horizon
on the chord
wind chime dancing
in the back garden
like butterfly
just like a wind chime
when the wind rises
clanking and swaying
thoughts are strung
on the wind chime
of longings
traces of kisses
without sighs of the past
on a bright starry night
the language of the wind chime is
a string of crisp tones
the heat and cold of the world
the cloudy or snowy days
the news of the wind
and lastly
in the sound of wind chime
they all fade away.


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