Tia Attwood Poems

The cost of freedom paid by those in blood
Those men and women fight for what they love
While charging through vast thickets and throgh crud
In hope to find that olive tree with dove
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Fireflies' bright kaleidoscopic glow
Illuminates through twilight show
Revolve in dance they tango
Each darting to and fro
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Bright
tapestry
yields
splendid
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Beneath the twilight skies with mauve tinged haze,
with feathered wings of amber spans her light,
our eyes of saphire gaze 'neath moon fine blaze,
as souffle' lips caress and wings take flight
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Soft Zephyr broom has swept across each town;
as piles of ruffled rainbow cornflakes lay
of ochre, scarlet, purple, pink and brown,
cascading down from Autumn's leaves of May,
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