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Red Canaries
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Red Canaries |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
The birds could see what the people could not. From the Red Canaries that sat along the African Border and stretched to the urban streets It was a view of a thousand eyes, a child's breath of a chilly morning fading the grass's green frost and raising the sun beyond the impatient traffic. Beyond the Red Canaries Opened the sweater of stores that lived in the alleys that made way to the other half; the vanilla cream pillars hosting wine with bread as diamonds graveled the sapphire blankets of silk dresses and brown loafers. Where florentine lights cradled the daylight changing it's color and leaving it's tone to a blackish blue that hovered over the Red Canary Until the next mornings light Changes to blue. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
An enjoyable read, with great imagery and fascinating story line. I'll come back to this one again. |
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Poetal Member
since 2009-11-09
Posts 74Texas, United States |
I never hear of red cannarys. I always thought they were only yellow? Add some cheese with the bread and wine LOL! Thanks for the read.  AL Inmon |
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