Post by misterpoet on Aug 4, 2006 9:58:19 GMT -5
The -pink- feathers -fell out of the mountain--into the watermelon valley-
Where the teal grass -grows tall- within the edge of -apple streams-
The sun -fell- deep -within the canvas- of the corners of the -cotton candy- rocks-
Bellowing down -a slope- made of -imagination- and -dreams- and -fragmented- days-
The -waterfalls- off the -side crest--ran down like -sugarplum rainbows--
Into the -open depth of nowhere to far- from where you -stand- today-
Birds' -caress- the -pearl- sky with their -dandelion- wings -fluttering- in the open -winds-
Flowers -bow- down to the afternoon -sneaking upon- morning's -late department--taking with -it- the dew-
Catching up -alongside- of the -elderly- night -careless to his steps--tumbling over -his- feet-
Where the teal grass -grows tall- within the edge of -apple streams-
The sun -fell- deep -within the canvas- of the corners of the -cotton candy- rocks-
Bellowing down -a slope- made of -imagination- and -dreams- and -fragmented- days-
The -waterfalls- off the -side crest--ran down like -sugarplum rainbows--
Into the -open depth of nowhere to far- from where you -stand- today-
Birds' -caress- the -pearl- sky with their -dandelion- wings -fluttering- in the open -winds-
Flowers -bow- down to the afternoon -sneaking upon- morning's -late department--taking with -it- the dew-
Catching up -alongside- of the -elderly- night -careless to his steps--tumbling over -his- feet-