Alt Text:
neon green, purple, pink and sun-colored clouds float across the sky as the sun either rises or sets behind a never ending wheat field.
Backstory:
I love colors, and that about sums up this poem.
There isn't much backstory other than I was trying to find different colorful words to describe a pretty view with sunshine, clouds, sky, stars, and ocean.
My favorite photos, illustrations, and paintings are typically those with a similar view or with each individual aspect mentioned above described in further detail.
Painted setting suns,
In bright red hues.
Fusion,
Behind snowy milk clouds.
Golden-lined linen,
A ribbon muse,
Running around rays outlined.
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Our background is silent,
Not a single sound.
We all share the magnificent view.
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Crimson-crested crown,
Apatite Cabochon blue,
With a dash of speckled brown.
Purple howlite stone,
Sky of pebbles,
I can't own.
A fantasy lagoon.
Swim and sing,
In the skies,
With angels decked in a fluorescent white.
How ancient the heavens who seem so wise.
A serene sea's breeze blows whistled tunes.