Colours

in hive-107855 •  2 years ago  (edited)

Once upon a time
there was a guinea pig
named whistleblower.
It learned to know and tell of
Japanese poetry chains.

The pig's first tanka
read a little clumsily.
So go for next one!
And it whistled merrily
from the hills of guinea.

Green is the tall grass
Yellow grains I find to eat
On the riverside
I look into your red eyes
These are my beloved colours

(23.04.2023)

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photo: ty-ty

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Looking into the depths of the abyss, we see the clouds of our past A thin film on the surface - a splashed reality in which we admire the mirror of the Human Soul, even if through a red veil)))

  ·  2 years ago (edited)

I missed you.

For my part, I never look into abysses, because I'm too lazy to bend down.

Congratulations! Laziness is the engine of self-realization, but also the consequences of fatigue.))))

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