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Poetry
October's watercolour,
like a perfect pumpkin,
she glows a harvest sun.
She glows a roundness,
(her spherical lucidity)
touching cheek, breast,
the ripest of fruit.
With her swan's motion set in Da Vinci's smile,
her eyes peek beneath their casements;
eyes like the host of heaven
curtained in the tabernacle.
Under her aerial eye, the wingless fly.
A Ladybird, motionless,
with lips parted as a red sea,
she sends me full flight
carried in vision.
like a perfect pumpkin,
she glows a harvest sun.
She glows a roundness,
(her spherical lucidity)
touching cheek, breast,
the ripest of fruit.
With her swan's motion set in Da Vinci's smile,
her eyes peek beneath their casements;
eyes like the host of heaven
curtained in the tabernacle.
Under her aerial eye, the wingless fly.
A Ladybird, motionless,
with lips parted as a red sea,
she sends me full flight
carried in vision.
Ladybird