Challenge
favorite color
tell me your favorite color without actually saying your favorite color. the more imagery used, the better.
At the Beacon
The wind breathes through grass at the beacon,
Haresfield sways and sighs that breath,
Tree-fires burn as summers reigns weaken,
Leaves hide their greens and whisper of death.
Haresfield sways and sighs that breath,
Birds nestle and hide in their cracks,
Leaves hide their greens and whisper of death,
The Severn flows on it’s riverbed tracks.
Birds nestle and hide in their cracks,
The sun follows suit and sets in the valley,
The Severn flows on it’s riverbed tracks,
Sky reflects leaf as they bleed their finale.
The sun follows suit as it sets in the valley,
The winds breath through the grass at the beacon,
Sky reflects leaf as they bleed their finale,
Tree-fires burn as summers reigns weaken.
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