Against the lemon sky,
an oak, naked in delicate black lace,
attended by bruised peach fluff.
A teal blue sky between.
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Your word palette paints a rich and evocative picture of an autumn sky - beautiful imagery abounds in this short yet intensely vivid poem. jz xx
Enjoyable to read your rendition of this scene with your artistic talent. Years ago I stopped and realize that there was something special about trees in their nakedness. This line stands out for me: 'an oak, naked in delicate black lace'