Silhouette of golden sun rays
Embraced by melodic moon
Pulling off this dance by day
Till seducing nights like groom
Elegant draft spilling colorful leaf
Mahogany trees bend in wind
Bathing in daily blue breeze
Eve chills that seem not to end
Ready for your pumpkin spice
Fast from summer’s abuse
Alluring amber hearts that fly
Love is a hot call for a truce
Lullaby of leaves falls from trees
September sings soft to me
B-eautiful morning lights
A-re shining from above;
B-athing your life to brighten
Y-our faith, hope and love.
A-s twenty-seventh November
L-ets the dawn gladly break;
A-iming to soothe your soul,
R-elieving the pain and ache.
M-ind's worries and woes are erased by the sunrise;
A-ll troubles and cares are solved by the blue skies.
R-ise of the beacon begins,
U-nderneath the blue sky;
B-athing your head and heart,
Y-our eyes will never cry.
A-llow your mind to think
N-othing but of your birth;
N-ever let your life ignore the joy of the million mirth.
M-ist, haze, and fog
A-re nowhere to be found;
R-aindrops from above
C-ome not to the ground.
I-n second of December, I've penned a simple rhyme;
A-iming to soothe your soul and make the day sublime.
T-hursday twenty-third February,
E-arly morn starts to break;
S-un has begun to rise,
S-hining to mend the ache.
L-et the beacon come,
A-iming to warm your heart;
B-athing your life with rays,
I-t's a nice brand new start.
T-ry to rise above the ground,
A-nd feel the joy beyond compare;
N-o more mist and haze, as you jump in the air.
Far from the madding crowd
Enjoying your share of diversity
Bathing in the air of Aquarius
Relishing sober amethyst translucency
Unfurling your sails to winter’s breeze
As you float on violet and primrose hues
Realising with humble intent
Yesterday’s dreams and ambitions.
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Dedicated to Trinity:)
Author’s date of birth ~ 16th February
Contest: Any Poem written in August NOT for a contest
Sponsor: Broken Wings
Written: 11th August 2015
Placed 5th
MUCH A-DO
We cannot worry over-much,
'Bout things we can't control.
Too much worry disrupts life,
And at length rots the soul.
Worrying 'bout this and that,
Can spoil your whole demeanor,
Causing you to disdain,
What makes your pastures greener.
Reality of fact is that,
Life has it's ups and downs,
Stomp and snort all that you please,
And growl and glance around,
To find someone to blame it on,
Although no one's to blame;
Sometimes things happen, this is true,
And it's to no one's shame.
Often we avoid some things,
But sometimes we just can't,
If we could go through life unscathed,
We'd be some kind of plant,
That simply sits, says not a word,
And never does a athing;
So learn to take life as it comes,
Relax and learn to sing;
For worry never solved a thing,
In fat it gives you ulcers,
And makes you old before your time,
So relax, gain some culture.
Learn to control your inner chi,
Your yen and then your yang,
Because worrying all the time,
Won't gain you one dang thang.
Judy Ball