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Ephemera

Like violets stranded in eternity

I lay dying in here for centuries

Like snow and dandelion white

Melting on my paintings tonight

Like the incandescent butterflies

I’ll never crash, and I’ll never lie

Like taste of stars and lemonade

I’ll never be gone, I’ll simply fade

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Doses of Quintessence: Pozione

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DELIZIOSO

Embrace me in your finessed sophistication

Of my darling soligatto’s donna solmization

Filaments of belletristic novellas and artistry

My erudition tastes like cilantro of cuisinery.

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CREPUSCOLO

I am just a germane alluvial painter

With no colours left tinctured on the canvas

My parlance haunted by the fenders

Of my wayward echelon monochrome past.

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FIORI

Shades splashed on soft silken geranium

A shower of pastels and falling pelargonium

Lily agaphanthus and rhododendron sets

These floral girls of mine, my bonny cossets.

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PASSEGGIATA

Oh, such verdancy of chocolates and hearts

Frolic in field of stars where dreams restart

In a box where I’ll keep all my secret flowers

May shall be my repose, the meteor showers.

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MOZZAFIATO

Our lagniappe paradise was arcadian, tranquil pure

Ignominy but an epithet, shunned midnight vesture

But alas! the timorous beasts that troubled our past

Consumed for a comeuppance and caught up at last.

~*~

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Vincent’s Starry Night

Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on a summer’s day
With eyes that know the darkness
In my soul…

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Vincent, the lost pastel colours, they forgot to light your golden stars tonight

Brush strokes faltering and swirling on your ceiling, a tapestry of navy sights

Vincent, you were simply complicated to fool the monsters within from the start

Your artistic chagrin and tortured soul kept ripping your palette emotions apart

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Vincent, they all laughed at you and they mocked away such a beautiful mind

But if the madness was your universe, who knows what dimensions we can find?

Vincent, you fathomed yourself a disgrace, deemed creations amount to nothing

They all stumbled in your labyrinthine mind, and thus resorted to insipid excoriating

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Vincent, now you’re gone, and the village mourns for a sun extinguished too soon

You watch them above as you paint the landscapes, reminiscing on the blue moon

Vincent, you were always a warm summer sunflower, and my quaint antebellum art

They may not have truly understood you, but you have always rekindled my hazy heart.

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And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night
You took your life, as lovers often do
But I could’ve told you Vincent
This world was never meant for
One as beautiful as you…

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Lost in Twilight

I’ll find repose in new ways
Though I haven’t slept in two days
‘Cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone
But drenched in vanilla twilight
I’ll sit on the front porch all night…

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The horizon is on fire, and the sky is a silver ocean

Rippling in flames, liquid sluice in delicate motions

That sun is a pyre requiem, extinguishing the moon

Mine sweetheart dawn might blink back quite soon

The stars are singing, they’ll spare you a goodnight

Pray for umbra lullabies’ charm to return their lights

The horizon dwindling down, the pacific sky recedes

Colliding with chromatic, every colour you’ll perceive.

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Technicolour

pink stains

on lily petals

purple rain

in its coevals

a red boy

writing letters

green toy

spins in flatters

black rose

for that beauty

white pose

sing it with me

a blue girl

on the sun rays

yellow twirl

awed she plays

orange eyes

happily sparkled

rainbow lives

hearts all coloured.

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Konpeitō

Crystalline sugar

Of neon shades

Clashing distinct

Catching eyes

And tongues;

Baby carnation,

Firmament blue,

Chartreuse green,

Starrified yellow,

Diamond white.

Childish treats

For childish hearts

Rainbow pebbles

On cute display

Within small

Quaint bottles,

A sugar kiss

From a pixie

And her friend

The belle fairy.

As you crush

Them betwixt

Your teeth;

Implosions of

Sweetness and

Shocking mint

Dances like a

Fireworks display

In your mouth—

A magical aftertaste.

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