Autumn's many colorful moons seen through the lens of a camera,
I see beauty and color everywhere.
As a child,
I did not know there was a harvest moon.
I loved watching the full autumn moon,
as it seemed to change colors.
Autumn's many colorful moons seen through the lens of a camera,
have changed over the years.
What has made this change?
The huge night clear sky is not as clear as it once was,
the full bright moon is not as bright.
Do we see the change year after year?
Do we even care?
I weep for the beauty of olden Autumn days,
a more peaceful time.
A bright full moon and clear night's sky,
that was once seen through the lens of a camera.
Holding hands
Dressed in blue
Saying that I love you
The Sky is high
Sunset arise
Overlooking the Blue Sky
Blue, renew, genuinely true
As the Doves flew
A Colorful Blue.
My trip to the funny farm
Treated cold places
Where should be warm
I stared into onyx abyss
Where angst chases
Desire off denim cliff
Yet I dare to dream in color
High above the clouds, a
magnificent, giant rainbow
named Roy stretched across
the sky.
Unlike ordinary rainbows
made of light, Roy was made
entirely of delicious, fruity flavors!
His bright red stripe tasted like
sweet strawberries, while his orange
gleamed with zesty tangerine.
Children looked up with watering
mouths as the yellow stripe rained
down lemon- drops.
The bright green band tasted
like crisp sour apples, making
everyone twist up their faces.
Sailors on the blue ocean licked
the air, tasting waves of refreshing
blue raspberry slushy.
The deep purple stripe at the
very bottom wrapped the hills
in a rich, grape- jelly mist.
Birds loved flying through Roy,
coming out with feathers smelling
exactly like sweet watermelons.
Whenever the sun shone through
a light rain, Roy would host a giant,
sky- high taste test.
He was the most popular bridge
in the world, bringing delicious
smiles to everyone below.
Deep within the twinkling
clouds lies Toylandia, a
magical island where toys
come alive.
Teddy bears wear tiny
golden crowns and dance
with beautiful, glittering fairy
dolls.
Toy trains chug along tracks
made of rainbow strawberry
licorice, blowing bubbles into
the blueberry sky.
Every morning, colorful
plastic blocks build
themselves into magnificent,
soaring castles.
Friendly dinosaur toys gently
carry smiling children across
rivers of sweet chocolate milk.
The trees are made of green
cotton candy, sprouting shiny
marbles and bouncy balls.
At night, soft wind- up music
boxes play a gentle, soothing
lullaby to the stars.
No batteries are ever needed
here, for pure imagination
powers the whole land.
The toys gather around a
warm campfire, sharing
happy stories and eating
marshmallow clouds.
It is a wonderful place of
endless playtime, where the
fun never, ever stops.
Once there was a colorful bird
A parrot repeating what’s heard
Really was all fun
Till it heard a gun
Mimicking sounds so disturbed
the colorful healer stood out in the plant convention
most of us were dressed in dour, drab, earthy clays or browns
the healers from the forests were dressed in a variety of greens.
the colorful healer could be easily spotted wherever she went
she shone like a beacon out of the meadows of greens that day
most of us had never thought to dress like this
we are garden people, tree people, bush and vine people.
She taught us a lot, living her own truth. We were amazed.
Spring arrived with the promise of blooms
But winter didn't seem eager to leave
He had something up his sleeve
So he sent snow and a bit of gloom
Spring was not impressed
So she raised the temps a bit
The snow melted, and he had a fit
He hurried off, so stressed
Spring then spread her blooms everywhere
Each bloom had a different hue
Some were red, some were blue
With many other colors spreading cheer
Our distant cousins were going to send us their child
She’s colorful, glamour-seeking, and a little bit wild
How bad can she be? I asked my dubious man Joe.
She’s only six and a half, let’s pick her up. Let’s go!
She was coming in on the train, and we searched for a bit.
Then we saw a conductor having words, almost a fit.
That’s her predicted my husband, and she has a rooster too.
She was wearing lipstick, our cousin, Lynda Sue Lou.
She was funny, this comedic cousin of ours.
We took her in along with her rooster named Lars.
But flew them back home, for they were kicked off the train.
Apparently, they did not want animals, so this was a drain.
A far off land I would love to see,
where the land is unique and free.
Green valleys to waterfalls to a pretty blue sea,
soft warm sand beneath my feet fills me with glee.
I could learn about a new culture and to waterski,
while dancing traditional dance under the huge tree.
My dream destination must wait for me,
but I can dream away, will you agree?
Yes, dream all about my heavenly trip is my plea,
I can smell the colorful flowers, food and tea.
My far off place is called Tahiti to see a bee.
Just another Colorful Day
As the radiant sun emerges beyond a faded
black shroud
The horizon turns quiescent then emanated
ultra bright yellow.
A flock of birds effortlessly maneuver below
a speeding silver cloud
Settled on a branch with white wings folded
eyeing a lush green meadow.
Walking many pretty beaches,
picking up pebbles like peaches.
The cool water licked my feet,
as the sand went through my toes.
Pebbles with a peach color,
jar with old pebbles.
fall coming
now see it ~ feel it
colorful
autumn breathes echoes
gold, amber, whisps of laughter
muse of the mountains
fall leaves whirling free
colorful ballerinas
yellow, orange, brown
spinning and twirling en pointe
Mother Nature in toe shoes
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