Common Evening Brown

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How does this sadness
even dwell in a heart so warm
Melancholy be its blood’s colour red?

Tell me Ieda
is there sadness too
in your ferruginous lunules?

But you will just fly away
into this floating dusk
Leaving me with my melancholy rouge.

(Photo: Melanitis leda or Common Evening Brown)

Surreptitious movements of the clouds

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Squint and you will discover
blue islands in orange-red flaming oceans.
The deceptive breaking of tides
is her stretching her naked limbs
as she wakes up from a lazy slumber.
A fusion of eclectic behaviour of dream patterns
created such projections
of the most vibrant of colours
those that rose from the depths of these strange oceans.
She was a purple green creature
who lived beneath these tidal waves
while he took flights in the pristine air above.
Tiny red hyperopia circles on the surface,
these oceans keep an eye on
the surreptitious movements of the clouds.
19.03.2013
(Photo by David Maisel~ Library of Dust)