when the wind rusts

[saw]

when the wind rusts
my true face is revealed
in the oxidation of the clouds

when the sun shrivels
strangled by my departures
into cyclical madness

I play Stevie Wonder
Songs in the Key of Life
til the elements of breathing

return to their roost

[dadio]

Good poem & theme.

[judih]

when the peacock shrieks
my inner bird
responds

as i do to this poem, Steve
(this is a compliment!)

[saw]

thanx dadio......and liked your teeny poem as well judih...let the inner bird fly, my friend....

[Arcadia]

when the wind rusts..., powerful image, gracias!!