Rhupunt Poem

Waves of birds fly
Up in the sky
I don’t know why
Frozen in flight

The rain comes down
Heading to town
Spinning around
Sleeping tonight

Remnants of dreams
Laughing moonbeams
Not what it seems
Answer is bright

Drifting to earth
Another birth
For what it’s worth
Far out of sight

Sparkling ice caves
Blinded by waves
Forgotten graves
Seeing the light

Never ending
Always bending
What is trending
The lockdown plight

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix Lucky Dip hosted by weejars aka Sarah where she reached into her mystery bag and pulled out a Rhupunt.

17 thoughts on “Rhupunt Poem

    1. Thanks Nima. I based it loosely off of an old Grateful Dead song which I wrote about the other day ‘What’s Become of the Baby’, but sadly hardly nobody read that post.

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