A Painter's Eye

Where the colors clashed at the bottom of the sky
Where the mountains began
And the waters subside 
Bumblebee yellow drips by,
Periwinkle clouds
Whose puffs call out 
To the open night.
Crimson red in the corner,
Honey orange frames 
The sides.
What will come next,
In this ever changing
painter's eye. 

Posted in response to the challenge Emily Mason.



15 years old

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