(The hardest poem I've ever done... I'm pretty...
Snow gently falling...
Rhythmic breeze blowing
Birds singing soft lullaby...
Golden hues of light,
Embracing the velvet night...
Watching the beautiful sunrise
Through my window screen...
A sweet crescent moon
Lingers slowly overhead...
From their green fragrance
watermelons are bleeding...
Breath of the Tundra witch blows frigid across the...
Voices of the wind howl and are legion in command...
A glisteneing pasture of snowy earth
lays dormant, embedded within a girls spirit...
Certain feelings
such as organic...
The rustling of leaves
Breaks the silence of midnight...
a rose as red as blood has bloom
and birds have come to see it now...
Sunset, sunrise
an opulent pair of bloodshot cherries...