Timothy Marshal Nichols


Reveries Of An Imaginary Landscape No.16 - Low Summer Sunshine - Poem by Timothy Marshal Nichols

A fleeting shaft of orange dances among the grey
it falls to the ground, wantonly, gloriously
and is forever disregarded

A clear wisp of white falls among the greens
swallowing the pale, drinking in the dark and vibrant
an everlasting reminiscence

Purple eruptions among the red
diving deep into pure clear refreshment
those gold rings caressing


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 21, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 21, 2012


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