darkest night falling
moonlight's cascade through the trees
flickering starlight
rosy dawn sunrise
rustling leaves off to nowhere
gradual sunset
winking fireflies gone
the boom of buds to red blooms
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I grow colorful, pretty poppies in springtime,
And in fall, my lovely chrysanthemums shine!
In my cheerful garden, I have only these two,
And some even emerge in exotic shades of blue.
Two very beautiful flowers, of such myriad colors,
Are pleasant obsession, with no need for others!
My mums are old-fashioned dark red, to fluffy pink,
And my poppies range from white, to black as ink.
People say my personality is perky, many seem to find me intriguing;
And I greatly enjoy being popular, as I don't find society fatiguing.
Having traveled to myriad places, I have seen many beautiful sights,
Such as very colorful sunsets, midst the capricious Northern lights!
When I am not out socializing, I enjoy reading all kinds of books,
As the bird of the countless colors, revels in the admiring looks.
I love my job as a secretary, and my boss and my coworkers as well,
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purple lotus blooms, on a glassy, silver lake ~ gold sun, lustrous moon
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A ship sails upon coolly placid waters,
Into the sunset of many pastel colors,
Reflected in patches on deep blue seas,
Quite matching the skies' royal blue!
In the days of sun sea color and wind,
Into a hued horizon, soon it will blend.
Freedom and joy are not too far behind,
As purple martins follow warmer seasons.
Sun yellow to peach to orange pink red,
Drifting to sweet dreams on a watery bed!
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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!