I have discovered that 'life' itself is made up of simple moments/seconds of activity, thoughts, perhaps dreams.
in shades of red and green and even
dappled yellow, tease the mind,
Invoking senses that smell the air,
tasting the fragrance long before
the tongue laps sweet nectar from
this, the Apple be. Oh, smile, for
an afternoon's Joy explodes right
now, the hour first of an evening
soon to pry away a mornings sun.
Poetry by Morpheus
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Written on 2008-02-23 at 22:46
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Sweet Joy
Reflections on leathery skinin shades of red and green and even
dappled yellow, tease the mind,
Invoking senses that smell the air,
tasting the fragrance long before
the tongue laps sweet nectar from
this, the Apple be. Oh, smile, for
an afternoon's Joy explodes right
now, the hour first of an evening
soon to pry away a mornings sun.
Poetry by Morpheus
Read 671 times
Written on 2008-02-23 at 22:46
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