Unheard...
Words in the wind
unheard and unread
tremble through grass
and break in the trees...
Music in raindrops
unplayed and unsung
splash little patterns
and dry in the sun...
Pictures in rainbows
unbrushed and unframed
float in the clouds
and fall in the rain...
Thoughts in the night
unformed and unsaid
flicker through dreams
and fade in the day...
Joy Weare,
24th June, 2012.
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