FALL
Dry dying leaves leave branch to fall.
Dropped curtain on heavy rainfall.
Blue hue shining on sky of Fall.
Glossy luster shown over all.
Morning mist addressing 'Hello!'
Pleasant gentle breeze to follow.
Fresh flora-foliage on glow.
Grown in garden : Pumpkin mellow .
Welcome rufus auburn Autumn
Cosmos, cockscomb, hypericum.
Curly blossom chrysanthemum
Longer blooming sparkling sedum.
Autumn welcoming sunny sky.
Cumulus cotton clouds float, fly.
In bright sunshine birds soaring high.
Outdoor romance ! Ready to try.
Categories:
cockscomb, autumn,
Form: Rhyme
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.
Categories:
cockscomb, animal,
Form: Rhyme
cockscomb frozen
entombed
a still art
enframed
..what we see
is what it will be
for me
or thee
Categories:
cockscomb, art, surreal,
Form: Ekphrasis
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 orange, scarlet centers,
Bittersweet comes when autumn enters.
Happy Marigold, you comfort my heart;
You bloom in the spring from the very start;
You bloom in the summer and into the fall;
Your heart so big, though you look small.
Cockscomb shouts out “Cock-a-doodle-doo!”
Struts his stuff in red or golden hues;
Loves the sunlight August to November –
Happy jester leaves us in December.
Categories:
cockscomb, autumn, garden,
Form: Rhyme
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.
Categories:
cockscomb, 10th grade, 4th grade,
Form: Limerick
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,
out of listen,
out of mind,
out of memory;
their Lost, my Found.
Categories:
cockscomb, bird, loss, nature, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
Autumn
Welcome!
Chrysanthemum
Cosmos cockscomb hypericum
Let all my sweet memories come
‘Autumn’!
Pears!
Sweet juice luscious
Fruits are delicious
Apples elderberries and plums
‘Cheers’!
Harvest
Season is best
Squash carrots courgette
Cauliflower to cultivate
‘Request’!
Blue sky
Dry clouds fly
Hot summer bade bye
Open outdoor romance now to try
‘You- I’!
Hypericum Attractive Autumn flower
10/24/15
5th Place in contest
First Place
'STRAND CHOICE V' Contest by Brian Strand
Categories:
cockscomb, autumn, beautiful, blue, nice,
Form: Cinquain
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 bananas!
But I know better because
I am good and dandy--
One hell of a cockscomb dude!
All I am doing is
bamboozling them for now,
Behaving as if I am one of them—
These dolts, dim-witted blockheads!
But, YOU, who’s reading this,
can vouch for me, won’t ya?
Why? Because you are as cool as I am,
It takes one to know one!
You catching my drift, ain’t ya?
~07/16/15
~"Colloquialism" contest by Laura Leiser
Categories:
cockscomb, humorous,
Form: Free verse
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 echo
It was only a dream, a poor dream
With the plume of a cockscomb
And the beauty of valleys and hills
Gently bearing the sparkling waters
Of the dreamland streams.
One time I called your name
And waited for my dream pet
And when the door opened
My heart opened too:
Sharing the joys and pains
Of a comfortless age
Awaiting dusk in the morning.
Since then countless years have passed
And numerous trials have I passed
Each a good deal worse than the other;
But I could not impress on mother
That high peaks have many precipices
And while my love served under other auspices
The same thoughts of grief came back
And sad old me cannot stay the hour!
Categories:
cockscomb, longing,
Form: Free verse
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 sunflowers, tall and proud, tiger lilies in a crowd,
Violets, timid, filling rank, ivy climbing every bank,
Cockscomb bristling in the wind, hiding fragrant
hyacinth,
Iris marching all around Mother Nature’s camping
ground,
Buttercups in glad array watch cornflowers gently sway,
Hollyhock stalks, row on row, nodding clover loosely
blow,
Suggesting, while willows wave, God to man, much
beauty gave.
Categories:
cockscomb, spiritual, daffodils,
Form: Rhyme
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 indigo.
A ripple somersaults and softly settles into serenity.
Cooing couples cuddle near clusters of cockscomb.
A lass lightheartedly leaps. A comely colleen crochets -
moment by moment - darning daydreams into days.
Parisians promenade past a proficient painter’s palette.
Social classes collide amidst color and contour and calm.
A smorgasbord of strangers isled and idyllic - spruce a
stippled sanctioned salver, as sanguine seconds smoothly
sweep past the subtle, symphonic swells of the Seine.
Categories:
cockscomb, inspirational
Form: Ekphrasis