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Eyes of Kaleidoscope

Kaleidoscope eyes

A world of change
Round and round 
Unfolding-
My heart of envy and gold,
The birth of a new stone
Hazel room, vibrant lilac sky, 
Deep orange haze in a warm place 
Arms of sapphire and cornflower blue
Fuchsia beauty drip 
All colors drift
The day we met
Visions of dark slate-gray
Fading away
Lighting the new age gem
Turning and creating different stars
Magic mint skies
White antique petals follow the wind
Opal dreams, clouds embedded with impurity
My heartbeat produces flashing colors 
The palest amethyst bluebonnet forever fields
Flawless teal drop streams
Diamond shaped love
Ruby red promises to keep 
Falling into the deep
Every color spins new
The day I fell in love with you
Peridot lime green shade 
A love as old and gray
Olive brownish sun
Honeydew skin
Our future clear as aquamarine 
Everyday you turn fresh new seasons in me
Changing the sequence in my colors and event
Kaleidoscope Eyes
Reflected by the mirrors of you
Crystallizing everything

By; pd

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The Sounds of White

a skater stops, a skier turns
the flapping peaceful wings of doves 
the crashing of a wave to shore
stars that glow from up above
a snowstorm or a bright refrain
the brilliant smile when you saw "Her"
the ice that melts in springtime rain
a ghost, the bride's new wedding gown
the Christmas tales of Grampa's lore
a swan, an egret, Santa's fur
snowmen, daisies, summer clouds
the light that shines from heaven's door
when, at last, the angels sing


Nov. 24, 2013

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COLORS for MOTHER

     COLORS for MOTHER,

Looking towards the blue sky
Every color camouflaged around the cloud
Tears of sadness began to dry
Watching all the colors display out loud

The dark needing to fade
The grey in my life finally made sense
Colors overlapping, forming a beautiful cascade
Shoulders of tense

I imagined your smile against the yellow sun
Giving light to all the matter of the things I've done
A warmness in my red heart-- together in the long run
Creating a new purple and pink sensation-- as one

My new rainbow doesn't come in black and white
Giving reason to follow the joy of light 
A gift of colors remind me everything will be all right
A guide blazing throughout the night

Lavender plant blooming for the world to see
A garden of every color just for me
Everyday I see the sunrise, rising up in colors of glee
My Rainbow will appear everyday without rain, no matter how deep the sea

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet, the perfect skin tan
My sweet angel your the largest spectrum where ever rainbows span

:-)

by;PD 
I wrote this poem for my mom.
Rhyme

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Autumn Colours

i am surrounded by a blaze of  flaming colors in God's garden.
autumn happily creating with her palette in hand the September scape.

a thousand shades of reds, yellows, browns, earth tones spread,
blended perfectly by the artist's loving hand, a sensual delight.
a masterpiece, sketched against a bark colored scrim of nature's flesh.

with my eyes opened wide and my body clothed in autumns light 
quenched but still wanting, unwillingly i stagger away, drunk from exposure.







Maurice Yvonne
September 2 2014

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Rainbow In My World Today

There is a rainbow in my world today,
With every word your write my way.
Colors of emotions flow in harmony,
as they spread across the sky in unity.
Wrap me in your red, orange and blue,
fill me with the violet passion of you.
You make the sky shine after that rain,
softly your soul pushes away the pain.
In every luxurious line that you say,
you are the rainbow in my world today.

11-19-2014

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Missed Poem

I know it's there somewhere beyond the clouds,
Beyond the snow which slowly falls and falls;
The babes of summer covered like a shroud
And arborvitae's shoulders like a shawl.
A mellow hint of yellow somewhere dawns
And splashes through the trees its hopeful rays.
The golden glow in morning skies adorn
Horizon's clouds in colorful array.
Hues that lift the heart when winter goes;
When rapeseed blossoms smile back at the sun;
When white and pink and blue put on a show,
Through fields of green and yellow we will run.
    Sunflowers stand and bow in prayerful hush
    Like inspiration born from Vincent's brush.


Feb. 13, 2014

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Sea Bride

Across the white sand waters
Meld of teal and turquoise hue,
In sunlight, emerald facets, 
In shadow, grays of blue,
First breaking light of heaven,
Tinted sky in tones of shell,
Dancing lights, pearl pink and saffron,
Fleck the bosom of the swell.
On waves of crisper coral
The majestic sun ship sails,
Bright bride aflame in glory
Blushed beneath her misty veils.
Such beauty blinds my vision;
My gaze is downward drawn
To vanilla foam soft swirling
In the footprints of the dawn.

April 16, 2014

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Violet, My Adored

Violet, a lovely lady, kin to Purple, can be a contradiction. Between her fellows Red and Blue (yet more inclined to Blue), she lies with a calm passion! Unique and unconventional is she! A symbol of humility, through the ages she has listened to confessions as she draped the shoulders of Roman Catholic priests. Yet often in society, she’s been seen as extravagant and vain! Just for having embellished the rooms and the attire of monarchs, emperors, and princes, and just because Violet is flattering to the yellow found in gold, should she then be punished for her wealth of beauty? Should her shades with other lovely names such as Lilac, Lavender, Amethyst, and Mauve be seen in any other way as simply gorgeous? Perhaps for her ambiguity as she shifts to deeper reddish hues then back to cool blue, she is perceived in western culture as uncertain and ambivalent, for she is not popular with the masses. Van Gogh, however, understood her, painting her as irises and showing her in swirls of stars! And in the oriental world, where she is extolled, she radiates the sublime harmony of the universe, as the melding of the yin and yang of red and blue. Violet, who sometimes spreads herself splendidly across the twilight skies and peeks out from rainbows, is a beauty so rarely seen in nature that the birds, stones and plants that she enchants are not even too numerous to name. Have you seen her purple pearl or coral in the sea? Have you heard the song of African violet-backed starlings? But oh! Violet loves flowers. . . Besides her small sweet namesake, She colors crocuses, petunias, asters, geraniums and pansies. Not many other things in nature does Violet cling to, yet she adores the grape and plum, and with a certain whimsy, she’s charmed purple cabbage, the turnip, eggplant, and beets! Rare lady in nature, Violet, my adored, why is it that you are not more loved? As I cross a field of lavender and breathe you in, the answer to my question eludes me.

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Rhapsody in Red

When morning breaks in shades of wine...
  with claret skies to blush the dawn...
     I will stretch and yawn, and thank the night
           for this polished, dappled day
 
I will wait until the sun is high, and dew upon the rose is dry
I'll have my cup, .. with toast and jam...
then, make escape, ..........for the quest begins,
                                                              to seek my small reward

It happens slowly...
          gathering reason from an untamed mind
            up into the meadow where the brambles climb
              twisted and tangled, through the burgandy vines
               deftly my fingers, while probing the maze
                will reach for wild berries.....warm from the day
thumping their goodness, one after one
into the bucket, dented and worn
A search through thorns, a prick on my thumb
      till my back is ripe, and wet in the sun
           
Finger painting my faded old jeans
  Knowing my cheeks are flushing in pink
    Sucking sweet juice from two crimson thumbs
         Who cares a lick, of the thorns or a bee?

I am a bee, buzzing serenity...
     plucking small bits of reason and sanity
           taking home goodness in a battered tin pail
              feeling alive, on this wild-flowered hill
             

Tonight's sweet delight, is warm berry cobbler, 
  oozing with goodness of juicy red gems
    staining my tongue, and turning lips scarlet
      dripping like blood drops onto my chin
          
Yet never as splendid, or tasting as fine, 
    as warmed by my smile, straight from the vine

       Picking red berries, and freeing my mind
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           under clouds tinged vermilion
               and a red crimson sun
                  




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For Shadow Hamilton's Contest: "Colours"
 5/4/13

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Autumn's Gown

I sketched with pen the outlines of clustered naked trees
With brush in hand I painted with care and utmost ease.

Outpouring of emotions on canvas splashed in hues
With freedom of expression I shed away my blues
A captivating picture – the flair of ardent muse.

The yellow, red and orange mixed well with mauve and brown
With eager strokes I finished and called it Autumn’s Gown. 


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10th September, 2014
Contest: One Autumn Day (7 lines)
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A

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Mellifluous Autumn

Apples ripen pink, hotly blushing,
though the ardent yellow sun grows faint;
blackbirds sucking soft honeyed sweetness.
like babies at breast, show no restraint.

Mellow ripeness splays rich-toned color;
the trees raise scarlet armed applause.
Red-brown and gray, small creatures hurry
stowing provisions for winter's pause.

September 1, 2014

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Yellow

Yellow spreads her flowered self all along my lane, asking only for some warmth and a little rain. She might pose as Daffodil or enjoy the fame of the seeded beauty which bears our sun’s own name. Yellow makes the perfect gift - roses for the friend whom you know is sure to be faithful till the end. Yellow has a smooth gold hue stirred into our tea as the nectar made for us by the honey bee. But she isn’t always sweet. Yellow is a tart when she shows herself to us with a lemon’s heart. But she tastes so wonderful even when not sweet, buttering the popcorn that most folks love to eat. Nature uses her to paint over leaves of fall. Used by man, she covers curbs or a bedroom wall! Yellow whizzes through the streets like the cabs downtown - yet acts like a traffic light when we should slow down! In the jungle Yellow moves lithely on the back of a tiger, blending in with its stripes of black. We can smell, taste and see her in so many things. I can even hear her when my canary sings. Yellow, keep on shining in wings of butterflies, and keep looking down on us from your sunny skies. Written Feb. 7, 2014 In 7/5 Trochee Quatrain form for the Here comes the sun ...Contest of Francine Roberts

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Rainbow Symphony

I looked through my prism
Still I could not see
Your colors

I wished for the beauty of a sunrise
Wild flowers blooming
Bright blue sky and emerald waters
The colors of fall leaves
I wanted a rainbow symphony
To hear and see your majesty
To walk along your red carpeted splendor

The magnificence of you 
Hidden behind a wall of dark grey
A protective layer of granite
Cold to the touch
Unyielding 

I chipped
Searching for cracks
Tapped out cryptic messages
Hoping you would understand
You guided me to the entry way
past the sentinels
Down the corridors
To your banquet hall
Where now I celebrate
Marvel at the brilliance of you
I see
I hear
I feel
Each note

My prism 
Inadequate to the task
I see your colors
Oh so many colors
Rainbows cannot articulate 
Butterfly's look anemic 
Diamonds lack clarity
I see
I try to understand
The magnificence of you
The perfection
The power
The glory
Yet I cannot
You are 
I am not
Yet because of you
I see
A glimpse of eternity



New poem for SKAT's  "All Colors are in" contest





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Ode to a Siren

In the darkest depths
of valentine pink, 
a lavender layered
soft soothsayer,
yearning for green
peering past the blue.
And all the while,
a black bone pile 
of dead red sailors diffused.

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Rose of Annamarie

Collecting the colors of nature,
the yellow, the blue and the green.
From the top of the stair,
I see a color so rare,
I go into the garden to see.
A snap-shot in my mind,
of the color I’d find,
just as my mind’s eye took it…
I continue my quest,
searching everywhere lest,
the dim light of dawn overlooks it.
I spy a fresh rose,
with petals of red,
I pick it not-
but admire instead.
It’s splendor and color,
at times wild and free,
are all reminiscent
of Annamarie…
Copyright © 2013

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A Rainbow Sings

A Rainbow Sings

Prismatic rainbow graces sky many ways
 with brilliant hues of multicolored rays
 picturesque goniochromism sings to decorate
 a ketch with Tyrian purple sails out late

Sepia hue tinges this kaleidoscopic scene
 monolexemic shades threaten to richly preen
 majestic phenomena seen in sky embraces
 mists, vanishing clouds and aurorae traces

A Rayleigh Scattering sets rainbow apart
 miracle that sends opalescence to impart
 this sky mingling multitude of colors now 
 as red, orange, purple and yellow take bow

Interwoven within this prismatic awe inspiring view
The hopes and dreams of gentle poets like me and you!

Robert J. Lindley, 08-10-2014

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Crest Fallen

the box of Crayola’s has fallen to the floor
like pick-up sticks they lay, crisscrossed
and I without a partner or a pair of jacks

rolled paper named & swirled in ink of black
periwinkle and puce displayed

side by side the candied rainbow huddles
like children whispering at play
lilac and orchid cuddle
see the rusty red and the crimson lay

grin and giggles surround the paper pages
as the parents are kept at bay
lemon yellow is the sun 
and saffron the flower in the bay

pink the fingers which grasp and pile
the colors so arrayed, by the fallen box
of crayons in the golden light of day


4/12/14

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Stargazer

Amidst greenery Such beauty abounds in bloom Reaching to the sky This Oriental Lily Shows gorgeous colouration . The Stargazer lily was created in 1974 by Leslie Woodriff, a lily breeder in California. Woodriff called the new cross 'Stargazer', because the blooms faced towards the sky.

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Autumn Colors

          Autumn Colors

Trees shake old cobwebs from their heads
A kaleidoscopic parade of colors tumbles down
Pretty reds and yellows, parasol shapes
Parachute softly and collect in mounds  
Falling leaves that drift and cross our paths 
Brought on by climates cooler winds
Leave the trees in all their majesty
To become the magic of the season 

Created on 9/03/14 for Autumn Colors poetry contest

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Autumn Colours

Autumn Colours
Autumn’s rich brilliant palette, showcasing a masterpiece of fiercely blazing colours - boastful foliage!
Leaves through a kaleidoscope, pirouetting in wind-blown gowns of gold, orange, brown, red - Oh! Autumn colours!
9-01-2014

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Colors Of A Rainbow

COLORS OF A RAINBOW

Red

Passionate painting Soft sweet blood of emotion Red of a rainbow
__________________________________________________ Orange
Brilliantly blended Bold creation of mixed hues Absolutely orange
_____________________________________________ Yellow
As time turns to dust The novel of life faded Yellowing pages
______________________________________________ Green
Crops are devoured The time has come to move on Greener pastures
__________________________________________ Blue
The first breath of life A newborn cries his first gasp Eyes of baby blue
______________________________________________ Indigo
A blue but not quite But as purple just ain't right I'll go indigo
_________________________________________ Violet
Basking in comfort Calming spiritual color Violet vision ____________________________________________________ The colors of the world unite To make a rainbow soft and bright Every color is unique and sweet Just like all the people you will meet!!! 08-15-2014

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Mirror Ball

I'm sure this hill is where it stood.
Amazing shapes of stuccoed wood.
A glass-brick, neon stream-lined place.
As if it flew from outer space,

A swing band auditorium,
An Art Deco emporium,
When romance, innocent in pace,
From dancing to a teasing chase.

The town grew west in modern haste
And down it came, without a trace.
The war and culture's change in taste,
Predestined doom, the past erased.

The future sighs, with solemn face
The wrecking ball, the glittered waste
No plaque to read "Historic Sight".
The swirling dust, a dance goodnight.


Gene Bourne
08-01-14








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INTO EVE

I've walked in lush gardens
Glorious flowers everywhere
True collection of perfection
So I couldn't help but stare

I've walked in barren deserts 
No flower within many a mile
Until I spotted a single beauty 
Her majesty made me smile

Today I was in a hot desert
So thirsty and feeling weak
Your presence encouraged
So sacred, I couldn't speak

Contrasted by the wilderness
You brought hope to believe
Mesmerized by sweet glory
Through the day and into eve

*Fortunately, most days for me are like a walk in a lush garden.. Easy, 
magnificent, upbeat.  Today was a barren desert so very difficult.  But in the 
afternoon I came across one flower.  And this little flower encouraged me so 
much that I had to pen this little poem.  You never know who may be walking in 
a desert, you may be the only flower in their day.  Shine bright with sweet glory!

Date: 8-11-14

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Winter Colors


Winter Brown Barren branches waiting So proud of their naked silhouettes Winter Gray The clouds sit on your head Heavy with tomorrow's promises Winter White A virgin velvet gown Worn with the confidence of ages Winter Blue Crystal morning dew drops Transforming the harsh to heavenly
Barbara Gorelick 10/28/14 Some Form Of Crystalline contest

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Seasons Numbered

 

There bloomed a field of flowers wild
across a meadow bare
fallen seeds from ravens beak
there traveled free of fare

Heavens tears washed their bed
then covered a blanket spun of sun
giving life to such fragile flowers 
yet to life the winters come

Thin and sheer those sheets like glass
a pretentious lens on the past
much like innocence and a human soul
like ice they crack and adapt

Seasons ever change
and beauty washes away
Tis the artistry within the wild
the knowing it will never be the same

Oh yes, one day, they'll live again
they will seem even stronger than before
finding their moments bathed in tears
but their days in the sun no guarantor 

Cruel winters shall never cease to come
vanishing colors first vibrant
just like the soul exponentially broken
ebbs it's  passion and soon becomes silent

One must color the path they see
one must see the hues of their dreams
for the fare is no longer free of charge
nor the number of seasons we'll see