Black sky, shiny pearl
String of feelings, clouds, storms move
Shifting energy.
Français : Lune (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
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Flying, sky pink air
happily through marshmallows
The joy of wonder.
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A new world of stress
sky lights up flames thrash
The force of nature.
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Morning sun on snow at Kelsall (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
The first real snowfall, pretty white flakes clinging to trees. Ice is slippery and
frightening. The sky is first black and white but when it clears for a moment or two
the sun comes out and makes these branches glisten.
Rainbow (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Sky high, colors, rain
half- full moon, spectrum, a gift?
No, black and white, gray.
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Magic sky bleeds art
layers of luminescence
Kind smile for the soul.
Two Rainbows at Dusk in Denmark. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Cotton Candy Skies (Photo credit: Lyle58)
If I could catch a rainbow with my tongue, I would turn the world upside down. Everyone would laugh and the world would be a magical place. The earth would flip itself on its side bursting with laughter, like rock candy, lime and raspberry rock candy exploding in your mouth. We would take a twisted, speeding roller coaster ride, up and down and spinning until your head felt like it was going to explode. All you would do is laugh and scream with happiness.
Join me in my world where the puffy pink clouds would be made of cotton candy and you could just take a big bite when you felt like it. It’s always the perfect temperature here, you don’t have to worry about being cold or too hot. The cold blustery winds would still, the single number temperature digits would yawn and stretch and rise above 60 degrees and the sun would burst from the sky like millions of yellow balloons popping at the same time. The sky is always a bright blue like that of a robin’s egg. At day’s end, a hundred million stars would join under the dark sky and sing soothing lullabies.
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07_08_07 097_moons+stars (Photo credit: al_green)
Buying cards, sharp pain
a gasp, I am slumped over.
I forgot he died.
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I dip my green eyes
lower to a slice of youth
Smile to escape here.
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Let me sleep, I beg
Hide me, deep in my clothing
Until it’s my Time.
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A yellow bird icon (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
The happiness of seeing a
beautiful yellow bird and his
friends, flying through thickly
shrouded trees. A taste of sunshine
in the rain, brightness in the dark.
I am grateful for yellow birds.
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