I found this poem and fell in love with it.
“Blue Days”
Let me write of fantasy
Of daydreams of strange scenery
Of red-drenched clouds of mystery
Reflecting blood in a charcoal sea.
Of leaves that, fallen to the ground,
From an autumn funeral mound,
Of screeching birds that break the sound
Of silence in which pain abounds.
Of a shining waterfall
That burns
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