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lemonade sparkles

“The soil under the grass is dreaming of a young forest, and under the pavement the soil is dreaming of grass.”
― Wendell BerryGiven

colours

lemonade sparkles
in my nebulous dreams,
flaxen daffodils
sway
with glistening beams

viridescent trees
touch
the cerulean skies,
while crimson poppies
dance
with opaque butterflies

the mahogany earth
flushed
with bronze overtones,
a heaven inscribed
around silvery zones

at night the pearl moon
plays
with a stygian night,
and the golden sun
reflects iridescent delight

the rubescent dawn
exhibits fields
of verdant clover,
a spiral of black birds
in psychedelic
exposure

far down by the caramel shore,
turquoise waters splash
their encore

deep under the hues
of a sapphire ocean
pink lobsters
explore
the aquamarine motion

i am awoken by a
gentle
lilac slumber,
on clouds of wild flowers
imbued with
Earth’s umber

©AllysoAlly2017

Author:

I am an unknown introvert who desires to touch the world with a little bit of magic...

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