Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

The night sky
draws ink from clouds
drifting through
faded light
I am blown away
by empty spaces
falling leaves
and messengers
dressed like angels
with moonlight halos.

Kailashana, Thanks for this poem...This piece is one of the better whimsical
short poems I have read on this forum.

Thank you for sharing this fine poem, Anna.

Thank you Steve. Thank you Terry.

~A