Three poems

Here are three little poems I recently wrote. Strange little things. Enjoy.

Thoughts are like the wind
But this week was fucking windy.
Thoughts are like a bend
In a road nobody knows.
Thoughts are like a rainbow
You can look but cannot touch.
Such thoughts don't serve to help
So fuck you very much.

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Nature must be mating now; it is March. 
Nature must be mating now; life is on the march. 
The problems that we have
Big, not big and small, 
Hold little candle to
The All. 

*

The sun looks like the moon today
Behind those clouds,
Shrouded. 

"Did you mean something deeper? 
Sometimes it's hard to tell." 

No, but you'll see something deeper,
If I write it well.