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Hibiscus Crown Cranes Delight
A garden where the colors speak,
hibiscus blooms in crowns unique.
Petals open, whispered spells,
calling joy where passion dwells.
Between the beauty and the sky,
fleeting dreams refuse to die,
a bonnet of blossoms, burning bright,
Redemption art for life’s delight.
Copper cranes take wing in flight,
mirrored arcs of Venus’ light.
They rise like prayers at break of day,

Blue Vines and Daisies Dance
Blue vines climb where sunlight bends,
Twisting, turning, their limb extends.
Daisies nod in gentle rows,
Shifting where the skirt hem flows.
Vines and flowers wind and twirl,
A tapestry of nature’s world.
Sarape draped in woven dreams,
Strings of silver shimmer and gleam.
Skirts that swirl with every breeze,
Telling stories among the trees.
Petals dance, and colors sing,
Life unf

Butterfly Garden of Splendor
A crown unfolds its radiant glow,
a masquerade of change to sew.
Wire and reed give sculpted rise,
butterflies bloom in primary skies,
a headpiece lifts where the sunbeam cries.
The garment sways in breath of birth,
a feminine fusion with the earth.
A quilted wrap with swirling streams,
fabric flows through shapeshifted dreams.
Painted textures, tender and rare,

Crowned in Violet: A Cheshire Cat’s Coat
Before the spire in evening’s bloom,
The hibiscus weaves a velvet plume;
A violet cat, in courtly guise,
Peers forth with secrets in its eyes.
Through quilted seams, nine whispers glide,
Soft sentinels by garden’s side;
Where blossoms bow and wild hearts stray,
Their fragrant footsteps mark the way.
O gilded age of sovereign reign,
Thy splendor sings through f

Calavera Coconut Crown
Petals erupt, hibiscus excites,
Mask of pillars, fractured sight.
Sugar skull breathes ancestral ways,
Neckerchief protects the spectral rays.
Filament core shaped, soft, electric,
Life is in bloom, coconut shell eclectic.
Coronet face fracture, bones entwine,
Fiber becomes a pulse, a sign.
Whirl of color, shadow, and sound,
Time bends where these forms are found.
A headpiece whispers,
Angel Saint Martin
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