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carried away by a color’s brilliance

plastic fluff of purple divine

blown in by the wind, tattered airy rag tag ball

impaled against the fence, glimmering in the spring sun

catches my eye, wavering strands

thin strips of plastic transparent clear, light seen passing through

violet royal ultra blue stirs 'n vibrates my eyes heart an' soul

delight's joys spill from my chest,

this simple ball of easter basket's fluff

my child's view of gold light full fills,

mind's mirrors reflect all of my sight

purple royal ultra violets what is light,

no dark can take away, carries me away,

i see her with a nest of basket fluff golden straw,

blue sky above flat earth field lays

to horizon's end, wavering white heat waves,

sun's light diffused through pastel blue hues,

silence so thick it rules my ears, vibrate with ringing in the stillness

the speckled eggs of a killdeer's nest on levee's mound

warm with moist air surrounds above, waters terraced below

its lonely crying calls across the vast irrigation's lands no one around

tadpoles, water skeeters abound in the weir's shallow waters, cattails tall

graveled dusty roads to infinity meet diablo foothill mountain range mystery

white dust rouged road, powdered puffed on its back, followed with my eyes

carry me back to former times, memories dance 'round my head

country dizzy delights come alive, her blue jeaned legs' lengthy strides

carried her slim waisted, strong breasted torso, my farmer's girl

her shimmering face bathed in honey amber yellow

country road carry me to her heart of gold, days of old

nostalgia long gone holds, inside folds of my past

her shimmering face bathed in honey amber yellow

antique quiet voices of ghost's in the ground, long gone

telegraph poles worn weathered to infinity

they walk hand in hand with the country road to reach a point far away

carry me past present days, bygone into disappeared history

her shimmering face bathed in honey amber yellow

her antique ghost voice in the ground, long gone

carried to me by a plastic fluff of purple divine

blown in by the wind, tattered airy rag tag ball