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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I was a planetary climatologist, who studied climate variability and change, Like sweet variability of stunning, green tulips, in lavish garden rearranged. Studying the said effects on the biosphere, absorbed so many daily hours, Like industrious days of fragrant, amber honey, after tumbling into flowers. My labors impacted energy usage, along with food production and health, And the survival of endangered species, like golden rays of natural wealth. Faddish flowers fascinated friends, who flattered them, at my broad fence, Under fleecy, lemony clouds, fast moving, and orange sun, grown intense. Famished, feasible family feasted, in lavish flowering fragrance of Fridays, When fugitive, frosty stars flickered, winking at green garden bonsai trees. I lived in the house of emerald echoes, in vivid memory of nature's sound, From birdsong to crickets to evening wind, and brook of babbling renown. Sachets swept away a sudden sadness, as robins sought another summer, On my street of starry-eyed forget me nots, like a tune with no drummer. Nobody knew latest neighborhood news, like my nearest friends next door, Like chameleon sun, crisscrossing teal sky, wholly ignorant of 'nevermore.' Pink birds were living high, and red butterflies viewed a world, ultraviolet; And yellow bees went about their sweet labors, since queen bee desired it. Strawberry clouds sailed around the world, for clouds ever love adventure, As dogwoods barked in summer's dog days, during a gold noon surrender. As I was walking home one day, the sun vanished as skies turned ominous. There was a lightning flash just before the thunder, loud and cacophonous! Suddenly, I saw a male face in the clouds, that was bellowing and enraged, Like blizzard winds through naked trees, howling at a lush year that's aged. Taken aback, like butterflies in gusts, I had come face to face with thunder- The mighty, furious face of the storm, and I was filled with sudden wonder! Then came the silver rains, sideways slanting, at the dead end of drought; And I raced home like all uneasy nature, in the successive hours of doubt. Scintillating sun had returned next day, after banishing the tangerine mist, As benevolent nature was no more angry, its tale ending in an orange twist!
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