This poem was published in my school LitMag, and I told my sister I'd post it. Hope ya like it!
Ah, those multicolored flames...
The clear blue of the brilliant seas,
Reminding us of the coming spring
And good times still to come;
The warm orange,
Bright as the sun at noon
And that tasty nectarine and its enticing aroma;
And then the lovely yellow,
As sour as lemons,
Or as beautiful as the moonlight's glow;
Not to mention the bruised purples,
Reminders of a tragic past
And the mysteries yet to come;
Reminiscent of the darkest night,
The storm clouds heavy with their loads.
Oh! A clap of thunder, echoing in the empty night,
Music for the stars to dance to
As they move across the heavens.
Move to the windows,
Watch the pounding rain.
Then settle back on the couch
And observe the fires dancing
In your lover's gleaming eye.
 Lady Blood Rain · Wed May 03, 2006 @ 10:15pm · 3 Comments |
