Anthony Di'anno (Yorkshire)
Scarlet painted maple trees,
Bleed into a crimson dawn.
Solar powered symphonies,
Herald in the morn.
Delicately tinted rambling rose,
Are dipped in polished silver dew.
Liquid birdsong warmly ebbs and flows.
Prompting a striped and speckled doe,
To rise as though,
Her legs were new.
Golden rippled tinkling streams,
Perform the music of their day.
Dappled orange sunbeams,
Light up Summer field,
Set for Winter hay.
Time stands still,
Meadow buttercups begin to melt,
Toward the midday sun.
Pastel butterflys with wings of felt,
Dance over glowing chrysanthemum.
A brittle breeze borne husk,
Sets sail along a glistening green lagoon.
Dressed in several shades of fiery rust,
A yawning fox draws to an end,
His lazy afternoon.
The yellow beak of a blackened thrush,
Laments appoaching night.
Russet tones start to rush,
Into florid ruby light.
Saffron coated clouds,
Drip with pink ice cream.
'Til grey and silver shrouds,
The gaily singing stream.
Where the striped and speckled doe,
Settles down to sleep,
To wonder where the colours go,
When darkness starts to creep.
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