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Plumes from a distance
warm orange juice sunrise
sitting
over distant grassy cattle fed hillsides
covered in biting Tennessee dewdrops
staring past wooden split rail fencing
pool chlorine mountain tops
i lost myself in the maze of grey fog
and never descend this rising range
slate.
silver..
gainsboro...
spruce fir canopy called me home
autumn
turning leaves fractal yellow
left me lost in my own beating heart
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looking past farm country to the great smoky mountains range
losing my mind in the shades of grey,the spruce,i'd sell it all to have the happiness i pretend in my mind.
sitting
over distant grassy cattle fed hillsides
covered in biting Tennessee dewdrops
staring past wooden split rail fencing
pool chlorine mountain tops
i lost myself in the maze of grey fog
and never descend this rising range
slate.
silver..
gainsboro...
spruce fir canopy called me home
autumn
turning leaves fractal yellow
left me lost in my own beating heart
------------------------------------------------------------------
looking past farm country to the great smoky mountains range
losing my mind in the shades of grey,the spruce,i'd sell it all to have the happiness i pretend in my mind.
Published 28th Jan 2018
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28th Jan 2018 3:22pm
There's nothing like the Blueridge and Great Smokey Mountains. Especially in Autumn. Moving imagery, Samael.
28th Jan 2018 10:16pm
I love your word choices and the flow that you achieved; they left me breathless.
29th Jan 2018 7:54am
amazing descriptions put me right there in the dreamscape of your poem :-)))
