a cup of tea
simmers with aroma
you sip its warmth
as blues shuffles the air
evoking happy times-
you write your verses
imagining time is splatter of color
you draw on sands
vermillion sky-
mumuration of starlings-
you, being carried away
on clouds
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille hosted by Lillian. This is a 44 word post with the chosen word - Imagine. Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.
