As a shimmering sea mirrored such scarlet sunset wonders,
The last of a languid day, left a sky of livid lavenders.
This calm, capricious, charming act, captivated with color,
That moved on monotonous, madcap waves, in midst of summer.
Purple, placid, pleasing clouds, seemed painted on purposely,
In scintillating, searing, sunset rays, also seen in the sea.
A timeless, torrid, torturous, twilight, farewell surprise;
And the magic, magenta, moment was also mirrored in my eyes!
From tree clouds above, vivid colors are falling,
Mellow summer days have now, all gone by crawling!
The sun has disappeared, and left a strange storm,
As engrossing as honeybees, gathered into a swarm.
Colors in the trees, in the air and on the ground,
As if at any moment, in beauty we shall be drowned!
Vibrant beauty is goodbye, in nature's native tongue,
Either in sunset hours or dawn, or luscious autumn!
in the swamp I tramped alone
surrounded by sweet birdsong
the vivid colorful sky
said the hour was late
It's spark of life has now burst to flame,
The once vague idea has now gotten a name.
From wildest dreams the masterpiece came,
To bask in a jeweled light of sudden fame.
The blue-green days of deep purple endings,
And starry nights of moonlight descendings,
Lead to treasures of the rainbow's lending,
For magic is the way that faith is tending!
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The purplish crimson sun's now arising,
And buds are waiting on yellow rosebush.
Yesterday lessons for today are guiding,
As birds take violet skies of dawn hush.
The youth grew so quickly, time's ambush!
purple lotus blooms, on a glassy, silver lake ~ gold sun, lustrous moon
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sitting on a chair
waiting for love to return
when the school bells ring
the birds are singing
but purple teddy is blue
the young days of spring
the clock keeps ticking
as saffron day grows older
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It is now eventide at the museum,
Myriad masterworks line the walls,
Elated crowds no longer pressing,
In rapt thrall of beauty and color!
Art awaits once more being beheld,
On a night of porcelain moonlight.
coolest ecstasies
high noon sun was most cruel
vibrant leaves fall down
the breeze has found me
after searching all the world
among the late blooms
all the season's best
happened in a single day
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floral's the mood she's in,
for lush nature's gone wild,
field tree and bush bear blooms,
fragrant spells being cast,
fair blooms in reign of hues,
from June until the fall,
fanciful nature's whim!