Howard Mcdougal

White and blue
Thread the descriptive sky
Beauty and color
Solace to our eyes
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A piece of sky
Came floating by
Colors clear to blue
Asconds from shadows
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The spring breeze
Flutter echos of another time.
Smells the passing air
Young and free
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Now fades the glimmer landscape
From your sight
Solomon stillness water holds
Some of those will feel
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The color of pink sands
I have forgotten
Held in another shade
Where I look
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Every morning
In the mellowed light
Exiting darkness
As the horizon cuts into
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It was a still oil
Purple grapes
On a white plate
Toast butter and jelly
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I live in nostalgia
And nostalgia chops cuts and grinds
My memories
And blends them with
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Wisdom of ages
The Samaritans over run
Your kingdom
Filled with tongueless words
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Dream my lover
As to a travelers.
Talk to those places
The lines where the fingertips
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My senses need heaven
There I rest
Weary depressed
In slumberous fashion
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Steal away
Obscure comply
Part of a ships sailing sky
Writing a paradox
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No words can a brush
Bring to paint

Hops that tary
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