Throughout The Round Horizon
#WritcoPoemPrompt34
At the edge of the furthest mountain,
Between the valley and the lazy river,
Beyond the edge of the scented meadow,
I can see the hues painted by the setting sun...the canvas sky waiting
for the darker night, the uncountable sparkling dots crying for the searching of colours beneath the sky; throughout the round horizon...!
Can you see the King on the round silvery canvas of the...
At the edge of the furthest mountain,
Between the valley and the lazy river,
Beyond the edge of the scented meadow,
I can see the hues painted by the setting sun...the canvas sky waiting
for the darker night, the uncountable sparkling dots crying for the searching of colours beneath the sky; throughout the round horizon...!
Can you see the King on the round silvery canvas of the...