The sun is setting , it's nearly gone.
I imagine I see red ponds .
Patches of red and orange fill the sky.
Orange and yellow clouds go by.
As I look up I imagine a sea , a sea of red nearly turning blue.
White clouds morphed into birds
if only you could see them too.
Sea of red of flying birds , now turning blue
say hello to the moon.
Friday, October 3, 2008
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7 comments:
Miah great poam!!!.It rocks!!!!!.
Wonderful poem Miah. The text color coincides with your description of a setting sun and a rising moon. The world wants more!
great poem MIAH!!!
I would say that's a good poem, but I almost could not see words that was in yellow.
Miah this is a very good peom!!!
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