Magenta Poems - Poems about Magenta

Eastward toward the creek; sunrise aglow, casting magenta clouds. Tonight's sunset will be our prize Eastward toward the creek sunrise A new day away from the crowds Where the birds sing and there's no ais Eastward toward the creek; sunrise aglow, casting magenta clouds.   ...

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I try and try to read long poems But then I find if it carries on I daydream or lose focus A.D.D. does hocus-pocus I try and try to stick to a plan But find myself wondering and Traveling roads less than ideal Who’s to know if it’s worth thrill I try and try to use my muse But in time I become her...

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Sunrise majestic, vivid bursts of magenta and pink streaks of sunset present a dilemma as to which of the two inspires me more the promise of daybreak or moonlit night’s shore Yet...

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The clouds hold our intimacy forever At nightfall we sparkle in splendour Reflections, in magenta to remember ...

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First blush fountain azimuth of hued rays wet patio shrub basket in the haze zealous heartland tower cry as life force celebrate and savour August rare days Magenta skylines cluster silken clouds blue ocean colour eyes that worship shrouds a fancy surreal canvass so divine it mesmerises jubilant bright crowds Summer fun arcades stoke our dream world mind gasps of red tint bliss...

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The sun has sunk the moon was nearing lumber smoke tarpaulin vermillion shine touch our hearts shades of strain exhaust the space as the aroma of harvest time rejuvenate your hentai I could feel the freshness under my feet a fantastic breeze blows over us my heart is shaking while leaping through a leaf pile all leaves are wilfully dropped gotten from a glorious golden tree like the...

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gold hued magenta leaves weave a tapestry of… whimsical season ...

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As the early sun rises casting Magenta upon the clouds My heart's cherished enterprise Is to feel the moment and be proud The roosters crow down in the vale Cindy meows close at hand A grayness has settled 'pon the sky Please don't in my heart land Songbirds sing a soft sweet tune They're still close and in demand Do they know that cooler air...

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I stop to look more closely at the scene. So balanced and naturally created just so. All-day long I am mesmerized by the view. Paintings by masters, with their deft strokes. There is no insignificance concerning rainbows. But ask anyone just who can own the sunrise? Only those who wake and only for a minute. And the colors are solemn and sensational. Without...

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Queen of Anger Shops Variations Exceed all Win and Reckon Wealth...

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deliciously wild exotic and so lovely pleasingly purple...

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An island Surrounded by the sea A gentle breeze Drifting in along the coast Two young lovers Walking on the beach An idyllic paradise, And love's ancient philosophy Is still alive On the fabled island Of Stone Magenta. W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly. 2019 ...

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I Used To Be A Poet Series, #4 Magenta, written in 2007 Published in my third book, Sunkissed Sapphire Magenta To love and not be loved is the saddest feeling I know yet I know it well. Am I condemned to wandering through some lonely abyss? Lonely as Hell. Dreams are for dreamers and although some dreams do persist I don't want to dream them alone I am...

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Perpetual glowing Purple colors drown Your eyes sink down Down below Below the surface Of the Thoughtful sea...

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Magenta was the sky this morn Magenta was the sky this morn as I approached the day Ominous of clouded rose in petal’d full array Quietly it called to me in whispers on the wind A fragrance pure, so sweet its touch now falls upon my skin Engulfed in life’s serenity, so overwhelmed with fear A brush of fate in simple...

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