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Mar 2020
What palette of inks
Has the world dyed itself
With on this day?

A collection of yellows
Painted the canvas
Of a plain and woods
During the setting sun.

A collection of greens
Littered the pines,
And finished the color
On the grass and moss.

A splash of red
To cover that setting fireball

A sheet of blue
And a touch of violet
To dribble on our night sky,
Which we will now
Litter with the deceitful stars!
Again, I tried but to no avail. Thought up on a nature trail yesterday. The last bit about the deceitful stars is in a reference to another poem I wrote. The title Watercolors implies a lighter color, less vivid scenery.
Ayn
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Ayn  20/M/Wherever I May Roam
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