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The wind was kicking up from the NorthwestStorm clouds gathered to section off the SunIntense displays of furious pyrotechnics flashed brilliantlyFrom the mouth of the dark beyondAs Nature made it
The sky is pinkThe grass is blueUp is down And so are youTo run is walkWhen left is rightHop is flyAnd black is whiteEast is westThe sun is greenThe walls aboveThe floor betweenThe rain go
Sky of lofty dreamsWhere are stars to wish uponMasked in vapor trailsAuthor: Dorothy (Alves) Holmes
It was 16 degrees below freezing today.The sky was blue, bright and vast.I looked more closely at the sky And it was suffused by sunlight, the same bright sunlightThat you are bathed in.Ther
the moon sits in the sky as if waiting for day to dawnthe moonmom waits for dadto join dinnerAuthor: john tiong chunghoo
I reach for the end of dayorange, pink, lavender, grayand watch it slide out of myfingers as the sun dips behindthe horizon for night to come.The nights come with blacks andgrays, moon and star
The sky is crumbling into millions of paper dotsthe wind blows in my faceso I duck into my favorite barber shopand listen to Vivaldi and look in the mirrorreflecting the shopfront windows, Broadwa
From sky to skyI move to searchThe lovely notesOf the stars.I find the passionAnd the pain andI hear the harkOf the nightingale.Here is lifeIn the searchThat I know fromThe lone autumn.Oh,
Under the gleaming stars above For we love live and laughter sweet heart both you and I your cheeks just two roses you keep a happy smile There a golden flowers shining all the while With two lo
My hair is light sky blue, and my eye's are deep brown.What does that say to you? , Please don't look at me and frown.Well, my head is in the clouds, my eye's, are focused on earth.I do not wea
Have you observed the sky lately? Plumes of tabacco grey, The reds and purples have faded, The blue has washed away.We knew the colours were rusting; Flaking coppery red, If only we'd have acte
I will give the sky to youI will take the picture of the sky using a cameraThat is the only way I can do itIf the sky was in the storesWould they sell it? No skies are in the storesIt is very hi