blue branches

Blue branches
They twingle
They laugh, they delight in their blueness
 in their strange ludicrous of a colour

What flows through it ,
is not cold easy pain
It’s just dreaming, wandering
Running around
Soft blue feathers
Blue branches

They twingle, they dance in their blueness
Forever
eternally blue

P.S Yes I know ‘twingle’ is not a word, but it is what came to my head; no tingle no wiggle!

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