SUSURRATION
The rainbow was humming a soft susurration
When i looked to the ixora
There was no bee
The rainbow was humming a soft susurration
When i looked to the sky
Morning was still in the making
The rainbow was humming a soft susurration
Grey clouds were folding themselves
Letting curtains of azure show
The rainbow was humming a soft susurration
when i looked to her band of colour
She smiled vanishing slowly
SUSURRATION © gillena cox 2018
Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Voice
