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Water Colors

Posted on July 3, 2013 by Puff Of Smoke Poems

Gray silk lake at dusk
To the west, sun tipped water
Tilts the world towards pink.

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  1. Mary Kendall | November 21, 2015 at 9:49 pm

    “Gray silk lake at dusk…” What a beautiful mouthful of elegant words…so lovely.

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