A pied of symphony yellow

Dappled in soft pale peach light 

 

My croak rumbled over the landscape 

 

A glimmer, a glisten in the night

 

Doused in a Tuscany tinge,

Confined to the shallows,

Suffocation begins.    

 

A whirlwind of sorrow laced with deepest regret

Sweet symphonies silenced. I just can't forget.

 

Soft scents engulfed, like my confined croak

The creep of consumption, my withering hope.

 

Rages of crimson, a blaze like a light in the dark

Parched to the bone, ebony black, a shallow heart.

 

The water my sanctuary,

As my hope blossoms out

 

A  pied of symphony yellow dappled in soft pale peach light 

 

l spring through the land, light streams through the trees

     As soft as the sky

A tangerine glow, a little flame grows

 

           This flame will not hurt, only help to revive.