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"Beset by Blue"
The sky was an aura.
Robins egg blue,
With white snowcapped mountain peaks,
Kissed by yellow, touched with violet, carsessed with crimson.
Was the sky,
A true spectacle painted by God on this,
Sunday Morning
The sky was an aura.
Robins egg blue,
With white snowcapped mountain peaks,
Kissed by yellow, touched with violet, carsessed with crimson.
Was the sky,
A true spectacle painted by God on this,
Sunday Morning
A vibrant image that
A vibrant image that immediately strikes the senses and leaves a wonderful lasting impact. A visual feast. Much enjoyed.
Very descriptive in such a
Very descriptive in such a few lines.
Starward
Love it!
really lovely poem! good job!
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