Evelyn Judy Buehler Poet Rhyme

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The Garden Wall

The blue jays are converging, at the top of the garden wall,
Singing their new old songs, in the young days of summer,
And spell-casting sluggish heat, holds all in a dreamy thrall,
Until dazzling golden skies, have darkened to a rich umber.

The blue jays meet there daily, in a big conference of colors,
Warbling their joys and concerns, amongst the hued blooms,
While red butterflies attend other gatherings, at other hours,
In the lemony air of sunny days, redolent in spicy perfumes.

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Sara Kendrick September 30, 2022 at 5:04 AM Ahh!! The gift of writing about nature in all its beauty. Thanks for sharing and for dropping by my page. I wonder how hot that phlox gets in the heat of summer against those rocks? Sara Evelyn Judy Buehler September 30, 2022 at 10:26 AM Nature can certainly be resilient! I've often marveled at flowers growing in narrow cracks in the sidewalk. Thank you so much for your thoughts. Evelyn :)

Joseph P. DiMino September 28, 2022 at 9:15 AM "While red butterflies attend other gatherings, at other hours, In the lemony air of sunny days, redolent in spicy perfumes." Very Very Beautiful. Such marvelous imagery. Evelyn Judy Buehler September 28, 2022 at 9:53 AM Thank you for the inspiration and joy of your comment, my friend. :)

Victor Buhagiar September 27, 2022 at 9:17 AM You put us in a thrall with your visions so full of imagery and melodious songs. Evelyn Judy Buehler September 27, 2022 at 2:09 PM Thank you for the delight your comments bring. :)

Sotto Poet September 26, 2022 at 7:33 PM "Until dazzling golden skies, have darkened to a rich umber." Very well-written verse, and so descriptive, that we can have some whiffs of the fragrance! Evelyn Judy Buehler September 26, 2022 at 8:05 PM Thank you so much for your kind expressions. :)

Kim Rodrigues September 26, 2022 at 6:50 PM So rich in color and flavor! Love: Singing their new old songs. Hugs ~ Kim Evelyn Judy Buehler September 26, 2022 at 8:03 PM Thank you so much, Kim. Your joy in this poem is my delight. Hugs

Elizabeth Mccann September 26, 2022 at 6:28 PM This is so evocative, I actually began to smell the spicy perfumes! I also especially liked the skies turning to umber, a new idea for me. Thank you1 Elizabeth Evelyn Judy Buehler September 26, 2022 at 8:01 PM You are very welcome, Elizabeth. It's such a pleasure to know you enjoyed this. Thank you for your kind remarks. Evelyn :)