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| courtesy of pixabay bird bunting indigo |
It was the season of indigo nights
a time of tranquility and mystery
it was a frenzy of new poetic heights
It was the season of indigo nights
traveling places of the heart
spreading wings in fragile flight
The deepest indigo horizon
was ours…
posted for dVerse Quadrille Monday
hosted by Lillian writing a 44 word
quadrille incorporating "indigo"
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Love the repetition....and then those last two romantic lines. Enjoyed this very much.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem. I too like the repetition.
ReplyDeleteWho's a pretty bird!
ReplyDeleteI want to fly like this too.
ReplyDeleteA true blue indigo quadrille, Truedessa, and I love the bird you chose as illustration.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written, Truedessa!
ReplyDelete"The season of indigo nights" sounds so beautiful. The stuff of memory.
ReplyDeleteI would enjoy experiencing one of your 'indigo nights.' Well done.
ReplyDeleteA "season of indigo nights"....feels romantic and intriguing.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem, Truedessa!
ReplyDeleteYvette M Calleiro :-)
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
dreamy! well done!
ReplyDeleteIndigo nights ... tranquility ... mystery ... frenzy. Oooh la la!
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