Crayon
you are the last one
the others have disappeared
my favourite, black
i remember you
colouring outside the line
you were beautiful
I hold you gently
you are broken inside the
paper, now faded
wax and colouring
a penny, coloured, painter
a child's memory
February 14, 2014
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thoughts on thoughts ... my take on haiku / senryu
PoetryMy take on the ancient poetry forms.