Dichtende Designerin

A light blue flower bursts silently up to the cloud
One rose in a kind imagines to be a mushroom
All flowers detach themselves from reality
A cloud of colourful butterflies dreams with their pheasant eyes
Dark blue rocks with their peacock lashes go for the blue clover leaves
Carried by the warm air from the ground is the sky
The bird is confused by the wind
All mushrooms are distorted in the clouds
Every star rises to dream and it has such a glow

This poem is the result of an interactive part of an art exhibition. Museum visitors could make a poem out of snippets from diaries of surrealist artists. I added some lines and rearranged it from what others have already put together.