Pretty stars are out tonight,
And yellowbird has flown away!
Blue moon has lost a treasury,
Of strangely transparent silver.
Red Mars goes round the stars,
With a beauty lasting endlessly.
What an evening bathed in blue,
On a night that dreams come true!
Blooms blush in the indigo dark,
As nightingale keeps on singing!
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Love is the golden star in the day and night sky,
Marking lush seasons, as halcyon years go by,
Love shines all the days, and also all the nights,
In an age of sweet flowers, and purple twilights.
Twinkle twinkle moonlit, radiant love is in bloom;
And under vaulted skies, milky stars are strewn.
Warmly beams noon, then hued florescent dark,
And in amber afternoons, lovers in verdant parks.
It runs beside the house and through the green meadow,
Its glassiness home to ducks, and the sun's afterglow.
Its ceaseless burbling creates the symphony of my days,
Like symphonies of crimson roses, when sun first blazed!
Lined with golden blooms, my silver stream with no end,
Mirrored gay and lovely, but lost just beyond the bend.
Though love is so true, some places the heart cannot go,
As sunshine would bring pearly moon, nothing but sorrow!
On a blooming boulevard of beautiful palm trees,
Fragrances and fronds fluttered in fresh breeze,
Sunset parakeets perched in a purple twilit town,
Hushed moonlight mellowed after the meltdown.
sailing on fresh breeze
my hat is off for a ride
alluring blue skies
fragrant flowers cringe
until gold moment all's clear
windsongs at windows
a determined quest
from orange clouds to the ground
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sailing on fresh breeze
my hat is off for a ride
alluring blue skies
fragrant flowers cringe
until gold moment all's clear
windsongs at windows
a determined quest
from orange clouds to the ground
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in strawberry dawn
yellow roses tinged with gold
midst trembling green leaves
blueberry skies and
afternoon's raven shadows
seagulls glide gilt bay
mulberry evening
as scarlet butterflies leave
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hot days unlikely
as colored leaves fall pretty
indian summer
though glimpsing the fall
late summer's still at the gate
love songs in the trees
beautiful encore
a rich hued, bloom revival
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Fruits of a long day
black cherries in sundown skies
Then deep purple night
We've long loved the sun
but now greet dusky shadows
The platinum moon
sends rich luster from afar
in the wild rose phase
The birds have not sung lately
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sun on autumn leaves
struck it rich with gold on gold
hued blossoms shiver
chill winds wandering
with varicolored birds, far
time's slow surrender
on saying goodbye
nature leaves hued memories
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