Best Splendor Poems

Golden light appears in tier after tier
As if Mother Nature were on a spree
Fall's magical splendor each passing year
Transforming the colors of every tree

Colors she chooses are all warmer hues
Flaxen yellow, marmalades and pure reds
Old russet and bright chartreuse to confuse
Over dark forest floors boldly...

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Nourished by garland skies of scarlet blue
And velvet grass in golden green festoon
September wed us; one heart, made of two

Days of turquoise kisses, too much, too few
Cloud castles filled our eyes, too long, too soon
Nourished by garland skies of scarlet blue

As courting butterflies demurely flew
In...

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Ascending dawn scintillates in golden sunrise
Enriching ambience of grinning crimson skies
As gentle winds propagate splendorous themes
Of budding prairies, of avid burbling streams,
Of fragrant revelry swaying blossoming trees,
Luring nectar-dreams of waltzing, buzzing bees.

Birds merrily frolic~ hopping, trilling carefree,
Inspecting, admiring, a season donning glee,
Warbling mid-air, choreographing playful...

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Along a fence and out into a field I amble;
seduced by a tree surrounded by flowers, I stroll toward a small hill.

Gentle is this grassy slope
redolent of sweet birch and the wildflowers birthed from fertile
earth. I’m at ease as my eyes embrace a valley
extending endlessly...

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Sounds of Splendor
 
Some say songs soothe the savage beast
On gentle melodies I feast
Sensual pleasures increase
 
Swing me, sway me, elevate me
Joyful psalms can jubilate me
Your lyrics stimulate me

Rock, classical or jazz
Reggae, soul and blue grass

Music always resonated  
Wind songs man has emulated
Across Earth...

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swallows between worlds

           ripples streaking mirrored clouds ~

                    drinking on the wing






2020/05/06...

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so there I was hanging out
between the door jam 
in between the 
crack and sunlight 
hoping to grow like the skinny weed
trying to break free of the concrete
to be better for whoever 
or worse
but lost that diamond ring actually now
pushing daisies back up 
to the...

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Spirits Leap To Touch Autumn's Splendor

When small fires and hot soups are needed,
We think to leave behind great summer greens
Looking back at crops long ago weeded
Recalling future promise of our teens,
Good-byes, waved to grains heavy and golden;
We give hellos to coming Autumn's hues
Memories stored from...

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With September’s tenure over, October takes charge.
Leaves turn yellow, red, and ochre in colourful surge.
As autumn breeze strongly veers round and blows,
Leaves fall and lie in heaps, rows upon rows.

They go into the making of autumn’s mosaic quilt.
Before they, under our feet, mournfully wilt,
Autumn leaves...

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As the lily in its beauty

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Paradise splendor
Enjoying Hawaiian sites...
Sweetheart at the beach...

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Spring arrived, softer than the paling dawn
Wildflowers flourished across verdant hills
Bees were swarming, lush grass covered my lawn 
in the season of splendor, as God wills

Glints of gold sunlight gleamed o'er pastel skies
Bird trills filled the air with resonant song
Life was a color palette through...

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In the dawn of our life when splendor began
And our fears were not yet known;
We walked with a love that came from within
In a wonderful world of our own.

Then came a time when love became fickle
Shame grew with a strength we never knew;
And the love...

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I found it in the heaven's
In the sun and moon and sky and stars above
I found it in the clouds
And in the colors of the rainbow
I found it in the forest serene
In the majestic mountains and in the desert plain
I found it in the flowing...

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Vivaldi’s Violin

 The sound begins vague as a thought from perhaps 
a misted remembrance made more distant more soft 
in the surrounding sunset not trusting eyes only ears.

I sit up and listen indeed stretch all hearing as music 
surely music more than the wind’s whistling...

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