Best Sprinklers Poems

April's come and gone. Now May is here; the grains in the hourglass
have already started sifting down. Dew is on the roses.
Days of linking daisies...

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Spring rain, and I am flat on the lawn:
arms spread, laughing loud.
I create snow angels without snow,
daisies watch with undisguised surprise.

Like the day, I dream...

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An angel smiled at me today,
I almost passed her by.
A tiny little slip-of-a-thing, swallowed by an oversized coat,
Face hidden by wind-tossed hair.

I wasn't thinking of...

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Deceptive, drowsy,
the gray cat, Tempus, in doldrums
lazes, purring, stretching.
I have watched him:
cunning eyes half-closed,
he stalks bright birds near day lilies.
Wings wet from flights
through sprinklers' sweeps,
birds...

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The humid air sweats streaming curls down the toddler’s flush cheeks like Fusilli hot from the stove. The golden ringlets cling to her forehead, bouncing...

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spring is here 
at last at last 
wind blowing clouds 
like gossamer glass 
  
smells fill the air 
the flowers are calling 
bees making...

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My husband... has never minded
    eating a vegetable he doesn't like
        just so they will...

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Sprinklers arc
white rainbows
over emerald grass
The jets 
burst
in nimbus shadows
geysering 
a shimmer 
of translucent flurries
under opal rays
Pools
of periwinkle ripple
and fountains
of lavender
sway
in a porcelain mist


10th Place
Summer Solstice...

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August Sunshine

August sunshine feels different
Than sharp newborn rays
Of afternoons in June…
Round,
August sunshine tells
Of ripening
And growing large –
Laying still
Watching the breeze tickle
Mature birch leaves
Until they quiver
In...

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The Two goldfish Eric and jaws are swimming around in their bowl on a glass coffee table located in a small apartment block just south...

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Scenic seasons are right reasons
for us poets penning our songs stunning;
Splendid Spring, we sweetly sing,
Sunny Summer whispers warmer truths,
Famed Fall sheds its hued haul,
Then comes...

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Observe the bending of tree & flower.
To rages; a gale… in tempestuous hours.!
Rain deep in curtain, makes interplay;
Fresh night skies, await the sun in power.

Morn...

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Very early Fall morning…crisp and clear.
Sitting on the patio, sipping hot coffee.
Only my path to and from the bird feeders,
Rain gutters hung on the stockade...

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Dragon was having a bad time; nothing was going right, one day.
First, he tried to cut the ribbon for the new library… in his name.
A...

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Waves on the rocks 
a'crashing
In it human feet go 
splashing
And elsewhere in the 
swollen river
'gator tails go thrashing
Water may be stagnant 
or it may be...

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