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 Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Tumblr Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Pocket Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading...