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Dark blue(stars)… YellowOrangeRed(clouds)-Treeline(breeze)

The romantic thinks: Sky, I love thee!
The lovers whisper: You are more than the sky to me
The dreamer says nothing aloud
The poet can’t find a word to rhyme “cloud”
The child just listens to what the bird sings
And I feel all of these things
 
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  • My favourite kind of night.
    Posted Sep 16, 2008
    +4
    A very concise, but rewarding, piece. I especially like the direction the poem takes after the first sentence and into the next ones.

    I’d say the old people are listening to the birds singing more than the kids; kids are playing.
    One thing I don’t get is treeline(breeze); I ... (read more)
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  • Sep 16, 2008
    Since I don't think anyone understands the first line...
    It basically represents the sky
    Dark blue is the sky further back, and that's where you can view the stars.
    The orange-yellow is where you gradually get closer to the setting sun, and the clouds are really gorgeous. They eventually all sink into a treeline, which is moving in the breeze.

    That's what it's about. :)
  • Aug 30, 2008
    This is interesting. I didn't understand the first line at all, but the rest was good. The last line was a good sum-up, but could have been said more fluidly.
    Thanks for the read & good luck.
  • Aug 30, 2008
    I didn't really like the beginning of this poem, but the last few lines made me happy, so thumbs up : )
  • Aug 30, 2008
    Kudos for line 4.
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    • Poetry
  • Topics
    • Romance, People
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