Sunrise 10/10/2014 by adeeyoyo 2 Comments . I paint by numbers, I write by keys, I have no originality, Blue sky, white clouds, A red sun spills blood Into a cold, cold sea. . ©Denise G Allen, 10 October 2014 07:52 Rate this:Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailPrintLinkedInPocketLike this:Like Loading... Related Author: adeeyoyo I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people! I am back after a break. Thanks for still being here, if you are! Missed you! xxx
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10/10/2014 at 10:18 am
“Blue sky, white clouds,
A red sun spills blood
Into a cold, cold sea”
Originality enough
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11/10/2014 at 4:25 am
oh i think there is plenty of imagination in paint by numbers…
at least you get to pick the colors eh? smiles.
vivid image of that sun and sea…
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