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The Underground Sky

Poetry By: Kuatsimoto

A topsy-turvy blue.

Submitted:Jan 23, 2008    Reads: 130    Comments: 5    Likes: 2   


The surface image

Makes everything topsy-turvy.

The shadow of a gull

A bright sun

Disturb the calmness

Of the topsy-turvy blue.

The unearthly stillness

Of this sky

Is cut

By a low flying


The blue ripples

The sun distorts

The shadows are non-existent

But the distortion settles

The sky reforms

The gulls wings are wet

And they are heavy with freedom

As they return to their underground sky.


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