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Blue Waterways
Blue waterfalls run cold
in silvery moonlight’s beams;
a deer drinks river water;
cooled and refreshed,
leaps into the black forest.
Blue waterways run wild
like, hyena across the panorama
of scrub and brush;
kissed by African moonbeams.
Blue rivers are a magic elixir,
stirring the imagination
and tranquilizing the senses;
blue rivers run through
my twilight dreamscapes,
leaving me breathless.
Copyright ©
M. L. Kiser
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