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Starlings fly in silver sky Bullfinch in the dry grass sings, Emerald teal in tandem fly Explosively on phosphor wings. Miracles are in the air Golden sun in evening glow, Marigolds of orange flair, With lavender, in patchwork grow. Sap is flowing in the wood bursting buds of olive greens, Winter flees as winter should Whilst bubbling brook transform to streams Miracles are in the air Colour rich in reddish hues, Greens of fresh lime , aqua flair Spring arrives in vivid views. Silk striations lace the sky With molten, mackerel clouds of gold, Evening chill for you and I Suggest we snuggle close to hold. Miracles are in the air A Moonrise breaks horizon’s door, Hugely round with craters bare We laugh with joy and seek for more. Tantalizing night upon us Stars ignite the heaven's fire, Black as pitch with jewelled Adonis Hot white pinpoints of desire. Miracles are in the air Passion in the blood doth boil, Moonlight through her silver hair Exquisite as blue fire on oil. Marshalg @thebach 29 August 2011
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Aug 29, 2011
Aug 29, 2011 at 1:38 AM UTC
Miracles are in the Air
Starlings fly in silver sky Bullfinch in the dry grass sings, Emerald teal in tandem fly Explosively on phosphor wings. Miracles are in the air Golden sun in evening glow, Marigolds of orange flair, With lavender, in patchwork grow. Sap is flowing in the wood bursting buds of olive greens, Winter flees as winter should Whilst bubbling brook transform to streams Miracles are in the air Colour rich in reddish hues, Greens of fresh lime , aqua flair Spring arrives in vivid views. Silk striations lace the sky With molten, mackerel clouds of gold, Evening chill for you and I Suggest we snuggle close to hold. Miracles are in the air A Moonrise breaks horizon’s door, Hugely round with craters bare We laugh with joy and seek for more. Tantalizing night upon us Stars ignite the heaven's fire, Black as pitch with jewelled Adonis Hot white pinpoints of desire. Miracles are in the air Passion in the blood doth boil, Moonlight through her silver hair Exquisite as blue fire on oil. Marshalg @thebach 29 August 2011
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Aug 29, 2011
Aug 29, 2011 at 1:38 AM UTC
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