What light! 
Petal-smooth and languid,
Red moon swims
in a sea of lake mist.
Above black rocks 
a red moon rose
with a thousand rain whispers.
Light and shadow play
on a purple sea,
still water singing
as blue winds blow.
A symphony soars
as I sleep,
my dreaming blood
runs like music
playing on water.
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my dreaming blood
runs like music
playing on water.
Think I’ll add these lines to the “green magic” from last time. 🙂
Soon you’ll have the collected words of the magnetic poetry set 🙂
I especially like that last one–the lines Jennifer quoted. Beautiful and magical.
The fridge oracle has a good line in moons 🙂
🙂
All great, and that first one is almost Shakespearean.
(And I love the last.)
The first one was a classic, I agree. Since the Magnetic word pool is pretty limited, I can only suppose that the oracle chooses which words she suggests very carefully 🙂
Lying here in a (hotel) bed, wonderung how ur light shimmering words would be, floating out on a watercolor
Red moons on water would be beautiful 🙂 I wish I could paint!