Beauteous clouds hang upon the sinking deep, Ineffably in coats with no stain upon ‘em seen. Susurrus zephyrs evermore chime and sweep, Through leaves bedight in hues of golden green.
Susurrus leaves rhythmically sway and sway To the susurration of the wild blue yonder. Fugacious clouds enrich every fading day In opalescent hues upon heaven’s shore.
Salubrious flowers waft ethereal scent upon air, A scent of Elysium on earth, a scent of loveliness. Lugubrious seas call it a soothing balm so fair, And softly whisper comely olden tales of the seas.
Splendiferous olden golden hills roll evermore, Wanderin’ olden rills peregrinate here and there, Whilst whisperin’ euphonious murmurs of yore; Such—such mellifluous music unto a naked ear.
In the emerald state, upon every river bank There groweth exquisite merry flowers of gold, All flowers of novelty beauty—all wild and rank. In the emerald state—pulchritude is all to behold.
P.S The sublime nature of the Evergreen state hath compelled poetry ink to ooze from my quill once again. For in the evergreen state, if pulchritude be a river, then pulchritude there is in full spate. Hope thou hast enjoyed my ode.
I wholeheartedly dedicate this poem unto all folks of the Evergreen State for keeping her so beautiful by planting exquisite flowers everywhere and preserving her nature. What really took me so long to cross over to the PNW Lol?So much beauty here that many a time mine eyes dost slaver with ecstasy.❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️