Painting Poems
Pools of blue moonbeams
Shimmer silver in the night
And rippling with rhyme
These words begin to write
Cascading rainbows
Are rivers in the sky
The indigos and violets
Sing a lullaby
The morning’s rosy fingers
Add a touch of love
And the golden glow of sunset
Is a psalm from up above
Memories and mirages
Are moments lost in mist
While sunspots and dewdrops
Add a pleasant twist
These are the tools of artists
Taken to the extreme
These are life’s ingredients
And the stuff of dreams.
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