07-30-2014, 02:58 PM
realized i've never used the word bizarre in a poem before after reading yours isis so this sprang from wanting to 

isn't it bizarre?
that we in fact are
doesn't it make you wonder?
how silence could imagine thunder?
how the white light burst asunder?
so the rainbow we could sit under
oh how i find it so peculiar
rooted between past and future


isn't it bizarre?
that we in fact are
doesn't it make you wonder?
how silence could imagine thunder?
how the white light burst asunder?
so the rainbow we could sit under
oh how i find it so peculiar
rooted between past and future