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Poetry

This is basically me thinking of random ideas for a book/short story and then not having the time or ideas to make it work so I'm making them poems 😊

azaleas

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by Em_Wojciak107

by Em_Wojciak107

when bright pink azaleas fade

to a somber lonely ashen blue

and as the weak periwinkle birch

relinquishes its bloom

wrangle with the murk of the

night slowly falling

commandeer the flooding crepuscule

and sweep it towards your snares

withstand the perils of your millieu

circumvent your conniption as

the ocean breeze stays and storms

with no trace of trvality

where the pink azaleas grow

to a roseate-like flush

there you shall lie down in the brush

and you shall tumult alone

when you once again are brightly

lighting the night sky

you shall have no limit;

you shall have no chains;

you shall have life;

lustrous, beaming, brightly gleaming

rigel, vega, and achernar alone

shall grant you their light;

ever so bright and blinding

December 2021