a colorful town - no beige, gray, or brown - flows wide flows river-like down that soft, rolling moun- tain side watching sun go down from the old playground, i slide
Color Town [Lai]
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the plains below
the Himalayan foothills,
a sea of clouds

the moon ‘s an echo
of the porchlight that burns
across the yard


the perfect tree
sits on a flat boulder -
roots clawing rock;
stunted and deformed,
but very much alive

through the tree gap
cold mountains glow warm
in the setting sun
The cloud mimicked a mountain top, its ridge sun fired to bright white by the rising sun, its shadow side in granite gray, being impenetrable to the sun's rays. Mountains that imposing live a thousand miles away, but that cloud took me there. the morning sun lights up a dense cloud to mimic mountains