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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required "Two doves in white flying, feathers glow beneath the morning's rainbow colors" By Charles Messina As I looked on the horizon far I saw an assemblage of colors Arching across the moist sky It had drizzled half an hour ago And here and there were tiny droplets On the serrated edges of rain-washed leaves Quivering and trembling And precariously balancing Lest they fall and break In that pastel evening shine How they sparkled like diamonds on a crown! My eyes feasted on the delicious mix of shades As the celestial bow stood a crescent overhead All things living and lifeless Have joyfully shared its hues and shade And the sky turned into an exquisite canvas of art Giving very many eyes a splendid treat Violet is in the long-stemmed Lavenders tall That dwarf the daisies growing around When God willfully spilled a drop of Indigo Into the vast stretch of waters below It turned into hazy blue and upon its glassy surface, The sky is mirrored in azure hue Brown is in the dead leaves that lie below And a mix of brown has gone into the earth All around, I see a tinge of Green In the turf of velvet below my feet The prairies and the meadows wide The fields of clover and of corn While sunflowers excel in yellow shade The evening sky, in raiment of orange chiffon is clad. I see the flaming Red upon the Bulbul’s head That is darting into its woody nest After its aerial ride for the evening rest I sense the red, now rushing through my veins Making my heart vigorously pump As a cab speeding after a hump And my dull spirits, suddenly stirring up At a distance I see a peacock, dancing in glee under a tree Displaying all rainbow shades, in a routine ritual after a rain Oh! Who can stay wretched and sad, When all around is so colorful and glad? Dec.2.2022 Colors in the Sky Poetry Contest Sponsor- Mystic Rose Rose
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