there is another world
of trees and clouds. A different sun
illuminating this dream-place,
a brief wind-kiss,
For today’s NaPoWriMo, Day 9 prompt to write a shape poem. This is a butterfly—two cinquains that are merged into a butterfly shape (but not actually two cinquains). I hope that also works for Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday challenge.
Some people know I’m a bit obsessed with reflections. 😏