In layers of masquerades.
Preeminent hope in pretend,
Pastels smell like talc.
Immeasurable grandeur to witness,
Tropical canvas temperate undertones.
Mid-light idling above,
Silenced in a patience for
Soars feathering shows.
A mountaintop galore,
Poetry and Photos courtesy of Jeni Johnson
6 thoughts on “Temperate Poem”
Poetry, too. Wow!!!
Absolutely written articles, regards for entropy. “No human thing is of serious importance.” by Plato.
Vienna,the castles,Rome the Vatican, Paris ,the museums,The Mona Lisa.My regards. Jalal
Jeni,you have an exquisite way to express your thoughts.Wishing you success.Jalal Michael
Too kind, I sincerely thank you for reading…..
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