CRIMSON SCATTERED CLOUDS

Challenged by Deborah Brooks Langford to write a poem about this amazing photo😊

The crimson scattered clouds fall
in line along the mystic skies
The sliver light controlled the
hues to be perfect by my sight
That even the mud beneath
becomes fabulous art so bright
I see the trees shadow breathes
softly by the beauty of my eyes
This fantastic scenery had
spoken to my soul so deep
Even the muddy field can be
heaven-like when its reflected
By the colors of my rekindled
thougths it becomes a magic
The amber hue beneath waves to
my soul and let my heart speaks

(C) Helen Sarita 10/22/18

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