Red morningtwo

cool as marble,

wakes in fire dazzle,

kisses the grass

with wild colour.



Born in a dazzlethree

of brilliant colour,

flowers blush,

blue as liquid glass,

melting in an ocean

of morning perfume.



Sail away one

to the rhythm

of the night sky,

let velvet voices

embrace eternity.




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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

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