Brief look out my window,
My eyes catch the faintest glow.
Peach coloured clouds,
As the wind noisily hounds.
Gigantically green tree,
Is what I can partially see,
The mashing of colours so eloquently.
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Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
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Good write S.
Did those peach clouds bring good weather? 'Red sky in the morning.... shepherd's warning' (of bad weather)?
Depends if you're a shepherd too, I suppose. lol.
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