*SPLENDOUR*
The
autumn morning
vibrates expertly
strutting with red vanity
and groaning with love.
strutting with red vanity
and groaning with love.
Whilst rural summer whispers
in shades of red,
and night strikes in splendour.
Acloud paints yellow ochre layers ,
reflections dance across still waters
and clouds billow like giant sails
in shades of red,
and night strikes in splendour.
A
reflections dance across still waters
and clouds billow like giant sails
across a thunderous sky.
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Poetry by Rev.Bola
(copyright: 7.Dec.13 - ARR)
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