Mother Dizain Poems

It's in our very nature to destroy,
a destiny we seem intent to bear;
annihilate the things that give us joy,
or worse, treat Mother Earth with laissez-faire.
The...

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Sitting detached upon her moonlit throne
Yet with the butterflies, birds and flowers,
in blithe hues, she's never, in truth alone.
Mother Nature's pearly in midnight hours,
Lost in...

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Mighty nature’s force mixing things around
Battering places in agitation
Landslides and flashfloods surge high from the ground
Causing damages, large devastation
High casualty rate --- worst destruction
Climate change...

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I am warm wind rising into cold air
I am surging unstable atmosphere
I am the tangible feeling up there
The tension in sky before I appear
The ominous...

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Given the chance to settle karmic scores,
we cheerfully mother our soul brother,
opening for all fully, our heart’s doors,
that repressed feelings no longer smother
pulse of love...

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Questions of truth, alas become moot--
          O'er angry voices, truth seldom heard
Like branches strayed from their...

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Like Diamonds in the Trees

The freezing rain fell through the night
as Mother Nature cast her curse
and in the morn the world affright.
The chilling sight seemed...

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From our very first meeting was I doomed,  
I listened intently to your soft voice.         ...

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For My Mother


You are the Thanksgiving bounty to bless
The angel on our Christmas tree
You are summer flowers and winter nests
Birthdays and anniversaries
Handwritten thank you cards...

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It's nice to be in touch with the nature, 
It's good to coexist with Mother Earth, 
The beauty of life is in the picture 
Of...

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DAFFODIL GIRL

He saw her standing ‘midst the daffodils
And thought of Wordsworth and his lonely cloud.
Against a backdrop of majestic hills,
To him she seemed a goddess,...

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clam shuddered at closure sick to the gills

vices enclosed bolted up foreclosure

jaw pieces shielded slush introvert spill

mother pearl imposter relieved of cynosure 

speechless from needless...

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A countryside walk gives me such delight
yellow dandelions grow in the field
Soon they will transform, changing to pure white
soft puffballs, where minute seeds are concealed...

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I am lost to the mighty wind above                 ...

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Within the long crevices of twilight
As hazy images would slip and fade—
Minutes drift like an opalescent  rite 
Where silhouettes flash behind a lampshade,
Wheeling faintly...

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