Wednesday, November 30, 2016

from p.4 on Mon., 11/28

City skyline
blown up like a balloon.

She glows in the
unnatural light of
the skyscrapers.

She too
tries to reach the sky.


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from dark

clouds of marshmallow
you peek right
through and brighten
my day.


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The calming
waves don't

disrupt

the ricocheted
storm.


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The ocean answers the call.

A beautiful lip begins to fall.

Only my eyes see
the potential the wave could be.

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