Fantasy art
mingles next to the flag
my palette, my thought
my tune, a fairies daydream.
Cold and greyish
bold and red
midnight meets a sky of lilac
if I pick out to color it so.
I near my opinion and breathe it in.
I am a imagination artist
I scheme and test my songs.
I motion out thought.
I lie on the freeze grass
the sky is my across-the-board
the moon is my navigational instrument.
Sometimes it leads me territory
sometimes it takes me afar
I manor in forests
or un-traveled seas.
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