Artistically brushed are puffs of velvet tufts,
Melded of shimmering starlets, like jewels to
a serene canvassed sky,
Simplistic strokes give play to silken trees
Offering shelter, to night owls looking down
On you and me,
By suggestive touch, catkins, defuse silver Light,
bellowing through thoughts of moon lit trees,
Flickering of opal white, drenched like tears,
splashing to streams of serenic blues and greens,
And magically and so cleverly, a little is left,
to where; thine eyes are laid to rest,
Calmed by drifting mists, of imaginary thoughts,
that this tranquil piece, allows you to be,
Hi TJ.
Thanks for taking the time to leave your thoughts and commenting, I haven't been around for some time, but hope to make more of an effort, Please feel free to look-in again,
Very Best Regards.....Peter