Ann Rich Poet Rhyme

Thrown For Looms

I came down on a cloud to take a peek at you.
I rode through the funnels and the rains of booms.
It was all that I could do.
To not be thrown for looms.
The clouds carried me over the desert sands.
And took me to Mountains of higher lands!
What was I to do?
After taking a peek at you?
I was thrown for looms.
Especially after feeling those booms on thunders of dooms!
So I threw up my hands.
And I flew to higher lands across the desert sands.
And there you were just like before.
So I peeked more and more!
I was thrown for looms.
But I stopped in the middle of thunder booms.
And there you were.

®Registered: Ann Rich   2006

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