This is sixth piece I posted on Batoto's
Impromptu poetry! section =)
Oscillating streams of light,
Strumming along time's waterfall,
Waking the visions from my cradle.
Rotating scenery in sight,
Playing shadows each side of the wall,
Searching for the sounds unravel.
Flickering images at night,
Colouring frames after all,
Holding thoughts through a chisel.
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