THOUGHTS TO COUNT
.............hopefully counted since april 25, 05 ...........
10.04.2005
Saturated
Poetry is patient
Like these letters, the words wait form
There is a beauty in the sky
The air, the aether
Colors full and reflective
Blue is a deep changing hue
Wisps of white cloud the depths
Formlessnessly rising
A march of the picturesque
Green in variance
With brown, azure and gold
Hints of drooping time and longing
Roll from the inside outward
To falling water
Soaking rose reflections from above
Itself tumbling below
Quenched in time
With the weeping green
And the azure sky ¶ 22:43
Like these letters, the words wait form
There is a beauty in the sky
The air, the aether
Colors full and reflective
Blue is a deep changing hue
Wisps of white cloud the depths
Formlessnessly rising
A march of the picturesque
Green in variance
With brown, azure and gold
Hints of drooping time and longing
Roll from the inside outward
To falling water
Soaking rose reflections from above
Itself tumbling below
Quenched in time
With the weeping green
And the azure sky ¶ 22:43
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Fall colors and fridgid rain always bring out inner fire in the way of words...describing not only what the eyes see but also revealing the deepest inner thoughts...at least that's the way it is for me....
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