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Vermillion Scythe Poem
Midnight, the pearl shines
Moonlight streams through like hope
Miracles arise
Copyright © Vermillion Scythe | Year Posted 2019
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It is now dark and under the dome
there are hands moving
inside a home
Notes of angelic sound
circulate the air
wandering beyond walls
flying into the city
making countless calls
Creators of footsteps below the full pearl
tread in the alleys
hearing musical melodies shout out for them to hark
their hearts dance to the hymn
coinciding to the tempo in the dark
Where is that rhythm coming from
There are no signs of the source that show their thumb
Stare at the moon, the nightfall harp is blessing the sadsome
Out there, a hundred miles far
the souls pick up their ear
from the bliss dispersing from afar
Nightfall harp,
where are you
Nightfall harp,
we hear you,
Nightfall harp,
we love you
Happiness shall now come to pass
as the angel sprouts his wings
Hand in hand
the city joins for a holy choir
as their voices wire
blazing spirit fire
showing love a step higher
Copyright © Vermillion Scythe | Year Posted 2017
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A melody
is a fairy
flying across the lake at dusk
making its magic rain
on the water
causing the tides to break and gently flow
in random, but elegant patterns
to create new lullabies
that have never been written
Copyright © Vermillion Scythe | Year Posted 2018
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In the rain, I play the harp
by the higher edge of a scarp
to see the crestfallen town down there
as sunless souls can't sing joy into the air
Miraculous notes pierce the melancholic skies
conquering the storm, in a vortex fading clockwise
restoring bliss to its former glory
in order to happily end this story
Copyright © Vermillion Scythe | Year Posted 2018
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A butterfly
is a tiny rainbow
giving off its blessing in its travels
flying all around town
to amplify inner light deep in the soul
and wisdom, so understanding becomes rampant
Copyright © Vermillion Scythe | Year Posted 2018
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A memory
is a fragment of one's heart
playing a tune from the inner harp
giving off a spring-fever sensation
to remember that through
the darkest storms
love is by your side
Copyright © Vermillion Scythe | Year Posted 2018
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Sunrise
is the very beginning of daily chapters
as people use their feet to write
their journeys and destinies
and finish writing their chapter
as they go to bed at midnight
during a full moon
Copyright © Vermillion Scythe | Year Posted 2018
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A garden
is a reflection of success
showing the good work
one puts towards a goal
when one day
the flowers will blossom its gold
Copyright © Vermillion Scythe | Year Posted 2018
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Art
is a dance on the canvas
in the falling rainbow snow
as blue goes here and red over there
forming a garden
that embodies the meaning of inspiration
Copyright © Vermillion Scythe | Year Posted 2018
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The dark
is a door to mystery
closing the door behind you
to be in the pitch black room
seeing a light far away
being filled with anticipation and curiosity
to see what is in that light
to begin a new book
Copyright © Vermillion Scythe | Year Posted 2018
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