Best Cockscomb Poems

Autumn

                 Welcome!
                  Chrysanthemum
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Children of the Autumn Garden

Chrysanthemums arrive in fall
 Yellow, white, maroon or rusty;
Some grow short – some grow tall -
 They bloom when stormy winds blow gusty.

It comes into bloom when nor’easters blow colder
On hilltops, in valleys, its flowers get bolder;
A flower with petals of...

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Now I am sitting alone in this
Funny wagon with my boom box
and minding my own business
along with a bunch of numskulls
who thinks I am a nutcase like them—
What a drag! And they think we are
all going to a Funny Farm where
they take those who go...

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A stilled summer sky saturated and scattered with god song
watches a way fared soldier - whispers to a wary widow.
Creamy clouds canopy the concord of a moment. Minutes become 
mercurial - they manifest and meander as the seconds slip by.

Sailboats slice through streams of idle...

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You say you never heard
My prayers of last night?
The night was cold and gray
And your memory bold and gay
My bed of straw was bare
My linen- old and thin
And I woke up many times.

One time I sat on my straw
When I turned my head- facing the...

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an open window 
and a shout of girls with blossom sweet basil in the hair 
over 
the salmonoids rummage 
the depth of the rivers 
the springs want to find 
to lay the spawn 
  
  
in the darkness of an idea 
a snake...

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Morning glory, climbing post, daffodils, bright color
	boast,
Lady slippers dance about, lilies of the valley shout
Voices heavy with the scent, honeysuckle branches 
	bent,
Greeting all the lilacs sweet, bluebells laughing in
 retreat,
Spied behind the daisy’s face, elegance of Queen Anne’s
	lace,
Forsythia, politely shorn, trumpet vine sounding her 
horn,
Bold...

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I look out on the
wide whole world
and, in the new morning's 
Light,
I take measure of all
that
is not yet
Lost.

And
all that is
not yet
Found.

The clouds, now
reveal
to the out-turned ear
a brief frithering
as feathers brush the air
like a cockscomb brushing hair.

The geese pass.
Just ever-so-briefly
in sight, the geese
pass -
out of sight,...

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Chance Rooster had greatest cockscomb around.
The deepest, coppery color, shiny and sound.
He strutted his stuff.
Put on lots of guff.
Turning off most hens for miles around....

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Julian and Joan were married, just as glitter is joined to crystal sun.
Julian was a famous violinist, like redbirds making music, in season.

Joan had a variety of elegant shoes. Of them, she was rightly proud.
Like seagulls of lakes and sky, whom liberty makes scream out...

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AUTUMNAL

            Clean clear cerulean sky calls Autumn after rainy season.
              Curtains of rain showers are withdrawn moistening Earth.
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cockscomb frozen
      entombed
a still art
          enframed

     ..what we see
is what it will be
           for me
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He, being the all-powerful rooster, was pecking orders at the hens.
They were rolling their eyes and making fun, especially the twins.
He stopped strutting and demanded to know what they had said.
They told him, and his cockscomb turned a darker shade of red....

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FALL            

         Dry dying leaves leave branch to fall.
         Dropped curtain on heavy rainfall.
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