Quarrels of color
fight for air
skies filter with rich sun
triangular textures,
claim a futile day.
Swaying trees,
internal disguises
blending in subcultures
rain upon a rose buttered bloom.
Minutes easing a guiding hand
rich in fertile congestion
a butterfly flings in ecstasy
ringing in high melodies.
Tranquil fractures
manifest a harvested field
broad horizons, captured in substance
climbing through clocks of time.
Bending predators
rage against south blowing seas
fire brightens a living flame
slow hush, breeds along a volatile shore.
Mounting gains
play with a pointing wild flower
over spheres the light pours
preparations find infiltrations
showers torment, of frozen Kaleidoscope.
Hydroclific smiles
ponder in shallow shades of white moon
underlying existences forge,
a pedestal silence
broad strokes, arranged in scientific poses
so sweetly glanced a moment.
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