Temperate Poem


Filling shadows,
In layers of masquerades.
Faintest days,
Preeminent hope in pretend,
Moreover than.

Laying low,
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,
Beauties warmth. 

Poetry and Photos courtesy of Jeni Johnson

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