Realization
While watching
the sun
paint the sky with
a palette of orange
and gentle red hues
slowly submerging
into the river to kiss,
She missed him.
Poetic musings
While watching
the sun
paint the sky with
a palette of orange
and gentle red hues
slowly submerging
into the river to kiss,
She missed him.
Roses can grow from
barbed wire,
Lilies
from cement sidewalks
But from lies,
Only vines.
The sun
chased
the moon
for
infinite
dancing rotations.
Footprints lead
to the top
Branch view sunset
Grew alone
among a sea
of lilies and daffodils
Enjoyed the
temperament touch
of the wind
Mesmerized by
stars outlined
constellations with leaves
Nature giving it
rings on its
birthday
Hollow bark
nests fireflies
deep inside
Light dances
for a second
its alive.
Inspiration guides
Trust within, sage radiates
Pink lilies blooming
Distant chuch bells sing
Breeze blows by, hint of summer
Bench facing the world
Mountains hover tree tops
Crash, silence is deafening
Snow covered bunny
Peek a boo moon
Backdrop to trees
Half missing
Tide draws me to you
My pen loves the skies
Blue backdrop
Hope on the rise
Puffy pillow clouds
Avocado egg
Creamy, on whole wheat delight
Caramel coffee
Unlocking secrets
Multicolor skies at dawn
Nature’s best unknown
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