The ancient alchemists
would stand in awe
of forests transformed
into gold.
poem-gold October 21, 2014
The ancient alchemists
would stand in awe
of forests transformed
into gold.
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Shawn L. Bird 
I know I’m in awe when I see the golden forests. This is my favorite time of year.
Quite gorgeous.
Yep. It’s that time of year.
Just stunning out here at the moment.
Man do i ever enjoy your poetry. Your work just gets better and better.
Thank you, Kevin
Keep writing ma’am!
Will do! 🙂
Your words evoke a beautiful vision, thank you!
My pleasure, Mark
wow
They would
🙂
I really like this. Nice. Nature’s processes truly are wonderful and awesome.
Indeed, David. They are!
Great use of imagery. It makes me want to ask myself, “Now why didn’t I think of that?” 🙂
lol Thanks.