From http://catsstepart.blogspot.com/

Flowing dresses, fabric flowing A colorful river, hiding feelings

This is a new story I'm starting.

I'm going to do poems focusing on one word. This one isn't quite good.

Dusky feathers Stay still

Lightning darting out and in of clouds. Giving us a shock of light.

Extending towards the sun, they light up our world. Looking up, or looking down, their color splashes in our eyes.

I love this poem. I'm not very experienced, but I'm proud of it.

Rush. Rush, rush, rush.

Bathing the world in mystery, The moonshine lights up the mirror on the lake.