Gypsy Cloud

by rEn   May 22, 2007


I am a gypsy cloud drifting without bounds

Illusionally innocuous and infinity irenic

Pure violence spit out from my being with a blink of an eye

Crying, spewing the essence of life from my being

An eternal eclipse shadows, showering shade

My body, my sail, travels with every newfangled zephyr that blows

With every different pair of eyes, I become a fresh entity

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  • 17 years ago

    by RawrItsDollfacex

    I love it.
    this is one of my fav. poems by far.
    this really has some powerful words in it.
    not everyone can make the word "innocuous"
    work in thier poems.

    great job. =)

  • 17 years ago

    by Debbie

    ...Allegorically and esoterically deep and profound.