imagery
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Pink painted skies, rise Clouds brushed on pale white kites Calm connected dawn Diane, high goddess Full belly, fertile ocean Celestial tides Sparkle scattered stars Shooting Purest of lights Bright Possibilities
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Born from a black hole Navigating through the sky My journey out, invisible To the naked eye Bouncing off an asteroid Holding onto a comet’s tail Sealing all the voids Haley is the perfect sail Swimming dawn’s light Connected to each sun ray Waiting for the night And what the stars…
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A rock crosses the Hudson River, basking in the city’s lights glow. A sigh of relief When I see New York City Gazing from afar On the Jersey side of the Big Apple view. My daily commute
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Dream catcher dancing My ocean breeze serenade Riding the blues wave. Time loop, daily warp hole Black hole possibilities Recycles each fate
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Two windows trees view scenery changes colors depend from where you look Parade on Jersey Andean music found me Windpipes drum folklore A bird never heard Calls out to me Wake up please The world is tiny Pigeons in quick fight A shadow looms overhead They embrace their might…
Yesenia Guerra 