Colored Night

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

The inspiration was the picture....


Night doesn't have to be all dark
and scary, sometimes it can
stain and blush, flirting baroque,
a 3-D crisp Autumn breath.

Cathedrals arch and curtsy,
calling for divine attention,
rays of purifying addiction...

Opalescent raindrops puddle
at my feet, and I giggle, kindly
giving them room to run and play.

Drapes of wispy bend and mold,
lovemaking to their silent prism
as they create their own daydream.

In masquerade, I wonder alone, noticing
the lonely street lamp, illuminating natures
collage, meditating on damp eyes.

I stroll in my own world, hallucinating
on chimera blooms, skipping slightly
to splish splash tunes of colored crepes.....

Submitted: October 03, 2013

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I like how descriptive this poem is, and the illustration is nice also.

Sat, October 5th, 2013 10:32pm

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