Catie Lindsey Poet Rhyme

I Used To Be a Poet Series, Amethyst Eyes

I used to be a poet series #1
Inspired by Emily Dickenson
Mixed rhyme
Copied from my first book, Afternoon Tea.

Amethyst Eyes

Golden plains in sweet repose,
hills and valleys stooped and rose
to meet him on the golden plains.
The rushing river knows the name
of the man with Amethyst eyes.

Sweet mountain with the softest gaze
and river running at your base,
the river song has moved on.
Singing tunes old and gone
to the man with amethyst eyes.

Sweet mountain, now turn away,
Idaho no longer holds the sway
of dreams dancing in my head.
Your sky in summer, ruby red,
still, I search for amethyst eyes.

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