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How were these melodic notes made?
A thousand symphonies
from the sky upon him laid?

Mr. Tree and petite Ms Tree met with a distant ancestry,

Although he sprouted from a Cherry pit,
She has been growing from an apple seed,
Together they play,
hiding and seeking with the wind,

Silly them when thinking about the humanity
while they both have plans to grow to be.

Petite Tree sits under Mr Cherry tree
They laugh and laugh, won't leave.

Mr. giving Tree
shares his cherries for free.

Petite Tree eased her hesitation smiles.

Please, please Mr. Tree with cherries,
Petite Tree would like to grow with you distance memories.
Following up with a peer poet’s post in regarding Mr. Tree.
May the nights be clear.
When the lights went out.
She wore red,
Not knowing what love was
 
"And everyone will be paid for everything"
She hear it not for the first time.
She seems to look young
in a red, shiny dress.
 
She’d like just one thing:
Not to think about the bad.
She wore white
To meet her future love.
 
"And everyone will be paid for everything"
She can hear it endlessly.
She will be in a white dress
Without the golden ring.
 
Her soul is forgiven,
Let's scare the crows.
She wore black
Even before the funeral.
 
"And everyone will be paid for everything"
She heard it every time.
For she will laugh for a show.
Wearing a black dress.
But when she wore pink,
She did not hear anything, the world was silent.
Find your own colour, if you could there is colour of love, for you.
Music background:  
Mendelssohn Violin Concerto no.2.
Figure: two beggar sisters
Background: autumn, double rainbow, butterfly, accordion, birds, horses, cattle, and sheep
Scene: a large meadow
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Not far from the painter’s window
two beggar
sisters sitting in a large meadow
He whistles the birds’ melody,
the distant mountain,
he sees horses and cattle lowing,
after thunderstorm, autumn day
The painter silently watches the two sisters
Has she finished playing and dropping her little accordion without noticing?
Will her sister tell the blind girl double rainbows in the darkening sky?
Wind heavily blowing at the worn-clad pair
And he sees the red haired blind girl gently hold her sister
Can you tell me of these autumn colours?
The painter sees the  double rainbow across the eastern sky
He swiftly sketches through the window
He paints his heart  sympathic love
Will the blind girl feel joyous like yellow?
Perfumes dark green,
vibrant like red enrich their hope
Where the double rainbow appears in the eastern sky
The painter paints his inner calm,
butterfly tranquil mauve.
Themed poetry writing exercise on oil Painting from Millais‘a ‘ The Blind Girl’
Who said you are a beauty but have no feet?
Who said you are a fish but have a lady’s body?
But he knows that they will have a date in the sea,
Where, he knew she was hurting.
They went fishing and caught a mermaid,
her eyes dropped dark blue tears,
exploded a desolate soul,
his favorite shade of beauty memories.
With her gentle but painful touch,
With her mermaid waves,
They were plunging into a rock,
Where, he knew she was hurting,
She regressed to the dark blue deep
and never returned.
They caught a fish but it is a mermaid. They started a Mermaiding Date.
Do we have a transforming party?
From one soul to another.
Exchange space and time zone landing.
likewise, sunset kisses,
sun ray rising,
sea-waves waltzing with sea wolf’s tide plunging.
Together,  they are chanting.
Do we have a transforming party?
Deep learning birds or beauties shifting?
Would that mean: when those blue sea birds move to a cold mountain.
If he was there for his bathing beauties?
Followed up with another poet on ‘ birds’ poem.
By Angel. XJ 22/06/2019
Chorus:
… Wouo wouo..  
...Dindon Dindo
… LyeeYee Lyee
    [1]
Shall we sing this together?
A song from the fishermen,
When sea waves catch up with sea wolfs
And they’re waltzing with the tide,
Have you heard the wind keeps mourning?
Don’t forget to take great care,
the Sea Wolf's share
  
And wasn’t it cheered up to his wounded soul overside
   [2]
... Wouo wouo
...Dindon Dindo
… LyeeYee Lyee Yee…

Sea waves splashes Sea Wolf rides, day by day...

Are those unseen on the crested waves?
And the blue sea wave mists rise from her gray green eyes
When he comes from his salt sea caves.
The fishermen whispers , when storms at night
There will be a great sea bellow and tsunami roars,
Thunder accompanied with sea wolf rides on the plunging tides,
 Can’t you hear his solo tune dashes to sky window
[3]

...Wouo wouo..  
...Dindon Dindo
… LyeeYee Lyee Yee…
Rains
Snows
Storms
Sea wolf struggling ahead, under the sea waves,
listens to a tsunami quartet ensemble
Silently, sea waves are
waiting for the sun returns.
Although storms come with shouting and  yelling
The fishermen whispers,
look, that green eyed sea wolf waits by the sea gateway,
will tomorrow never dawn, is another day
Love to dive into the big blue and listen to A G Minor seawaves dynamic with sea wolfs.
Can you hear from me when I whisper to you...
‘I promise that I will always be there for you..’
When moon shades your tired eyes,  
I will kiss your eyes and ease your weariness..
when you are in melancholic light,
I will be a musical Angel that will make you laugh.
When you are crazy,
I will wrap you around under my wings and calm you.
When you are lost, I will not rest till I get you back..
when you are cheery, I will share your joy and happiness.
Can you hear from me when I whisper to you...
‘I promise that I will always be there for you...’
Following up with a friend poetry.
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