PROSE AND POETRY
Finding Grace in a Bicycle with Flowers
Inspired by a watercolor iPad artwork
I imagined a melancholy day
when the breeze was slight
and the sun poured in.
I pedaled past the trees, past the lake
and stopped when color
mesmerized my gaze.
When the Sky turned Crimson
A poetic expression of an apocalyptic image of San Francisco
I had gone to sleep
after many restless nights.
Fighting fires in my head
and anxieties of an alarming threat.
But in my dream, I began to see
an apocalyptic calamity.
Did I just write poetry?
When thoughts in my head turn into a poem
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The Lesson the Rain Brings In
A metaphoric reflection of rainfall through a poem
the water droplets go.
Mesmerize by their slow descent
with different colors
they gleam and they glow.