The Soft Bloom Of A Dying Pinwheel March 17, 2015November 8, 2025 ~ Vennie Kocsis ~ 1 Comment Wind comes, leaving half torn remnants of color, a pinwheel once moved by breath.Share This Post!Tweet Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Tumblr Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Pocket Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading...