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Limitless
May 11, 2023
The sky is the limit,
or maybe it is the floor.
The floor of the ocean.
Many colors galore.
The look of the jungle
Plants askew.
There is some gold
perched around
flying, swimming, floating.
There is a moon,
Perched up
Giving light to the unknown
Honey-suckle-coated birds
With obsidian-tainted eyes
The trees, no coral;
Colored Smiles and shapes
Littered through the ocean scape.
No, skyscape.
The peaceful serenity of the environment.
Mysterious, but purposeful.
The gold is the only one that knows
If the environment is air
If the sky really is the limit.
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Ekphrastic Poem inspired by Landscape with Yellow Birds, by Paul Klee