Farewell, farewell, farewell unto thee,
Hands of time; 'Tis time to run free.
Though Sun is burning bright to behold
Her sprinkling ripples of opalescent gold
Through trees bedight in robes of green,
Evoking wild lonely leaves to preen
To the sussuration of zephyr's whispers
Sweet as of nymphs beside rollin' rivers,
Nevermore in a pit of thoughts to hide
But far deep in Mandeville Canyons ride.
Kikodinho Edward Alexandros,
Los Angeles, California.
Mon/09th/2018
Sep 18, 2018
Sep 18, 2018 at 3:47 AM UTC
Farewell, farewell, farewell unto thee,
Hands of time; 'Tis time to run free.
Though Sun is burning bright to behold
Her sprinkling ripples of opalescent gold
Through trees bedight in robes of green,
Evoking wild lonely leaves to preen
To the sussuration of zephyr's whispers
Sweet as of nymphs beside rollin' rivers,
Nevermore in a pit of thoughts to hide
But far deep in Mandeville Canyons ride.
Kikodinho Edward Alexandros,
Los Angeles, California.
Mon/09th/2018
Penned today on riding through Mandeville Canyons. I wish we had an option of sharing poems with pics, only then ye wouldst have known how beauteous Mandeville Canyons in Los Angeles is.
#Mandeville Canyon #Ride #Adventure #Pulchritude
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