Before I go

Let me drink this rich wine

Let me sing my delight

This gold red dawn has promise:

vibrant with the cold sun

vanishing valley mists

leave damp spider web to shimmer

mistdrops on the long reeds

and ungathered lawn leaves

damply shining

against the muted green of wet grass.

This amber morning has perfection:

wonderfully wooded leaf tints

golden...

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As we sat

over coffee

she said

                she liked

                the blue

                of the wall

I could see a shade of green

                in the blue

The next table

                agreed blue

but

understood

me

                too.

We called it

Mermaid Blue

I wondered if that lady

                at the next ta...

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