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Yellow leaves and autumn reds, Deep, dark green and holly-heads, Russet sunshine through the glade, This is how the fall is made: Sometimes rain, The lightest sheen, Patchy sunlight, In between.
A pure green meadow, No blooms in the trees, No colours, no shine, Not even honeybees, Silence surrounds us, No scent in the breeze, No warmth in the sunrays, Not a wave on the seas...
Grains of corals And rock adrift, As seasons change In raging waves. Memories flow Tunefully with The gushing stream; Sharp yet agitating, Barely consoling, Rousing the weary soul.
Burning ruby eyes pierce the ink black night. Ancient constellations glow and gleam like diamonds high in the ebony heavens. Shining coal black scales covered the ferocious body.
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#nature The snow drifts down on angel's wings. The silence is all around, Like the world is waiting for something.
If I was a bee, no one would get my honey. It's so sweet, it's not even funny. I love all flowers, as bees do. But the one I love most, is you. I'll take all the sweetness, and bring it back.
She wakes She stretches Her eyes Alight Morning Sun shines So, so bright. And yet The moon h a n g s In the sky As though It hates To say 'good bye'.
The ocean is a massive storm churning. My army shifts from foot to foot in anticipation. Like the ocean rumbles. I roar my battle cry. As the waves hit the cliff. My army charges to meets our enemies.
Gleaming jade scales shine like precious emerald in the luminous suns golden rays. Jagged razor sharp onyx black spikes run along the fierce beasts spine.
Clouds of sighs and longings; Rainfall of misery. Lightning of restlessness; Rumbling thunder of fears. Stream of solemn dreams; Mount of complexities.
Floating leaves of purple and green, Resting upon the silent stream. Moonlight kisses own reflection, Beaming virtual separation. Silk satin threads cover the chest, With hues of grayish sentiments.
| A. DROP. OF RAIN. COLD AND above. HARD FALLS ^. DOWN FROM |. THE SKIES----|. AND A. MAKES SPLASH. ON. THE. GROUND. #shapepoetry.
Blue is my favourite,. My luckiest,. My colour,. Blue is the sky, the sea and the water,. Blue is the colour of my nail varnish right now,. Blue is the sea, that jumps on the sand, takes a bow,.
Butterflies dance on the page. I wonder if they, know pain and rage. Butterflies flutter in my tummy. I wonder if they, know what you mean to me. Butterflies escape through every word.
In every crack of this world. Lies the magic, sapphires & emeralds. Pools of glimmering light. Frosted over from the worlds cold. Shining & reflecting. Sapphires & emeralds.
I ignite the sparks, The sparks between us.. They fly past and though the horizon. The years I cried an ocean. Where swept away by a brisk gale of wind...
You are like a flower Growing in beauty Nature has its own way Making you uniquely So I’ll wait until the day You sprout with love Because anything less Would not be enough You are like a...
Worship the sun as the rest of the population does, Worship the rays hitting my shoulders from high above, Frolic in the water well over the waist, Frolic while bodies deform in their essential haste.
our souls mix together in clouds of powder paint, and we're mixed forever, in our little world, so quaint.
Peace and tranquility, In this field of roses, The smell of the meadow, Right under our noses. We lay on our backs, Staring at the sky, Hand in hand, Watching birds fly.
The colours of the rainbow.
@naaviie improv challenge What is this driftwood for.
I often marvel at the world's light,. And how so often it is blindingly bright,. I try and try with all my might,. Sending up on the longest string, tied tight,. My humble, miraculous kite,.