Seasons Dizain Poems

Park’s stoic oak, its bark with deep fissures.
Soft serenade of brook and waterfall
With copper coins and stones of well-wishers.
Wee critters in and out of mossy...

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Dogwood leaves in shades of rust and Merlot
quiver in the first glow of  morning light
A squirrel dances with it’s own shadow
under a veil of...

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Oh, absent autumn, how long must I wait

As you linger behind summer's farewell

Lost in green, your hues of amber abate

This October is too bashful a...

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Winter alights on a carpet of white,
in a glistening gown of ice and snow.
She arrives as migrating geese take flight
and blustery breezes begin to blow,
to...

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We're blessed with nature's seasons every year-
but there is one that offers a grand show.
It follows summer's end with the bright cheer
of brilliant autumn colors...

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The wind stirs gray colored clouds in the sky
Bare trees sway, a few last leaves woven through
Winter touched autumn last night, going by
Ready to bring...

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"The seasons of all things hold much in store-
    for life brings death-  
       ...

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"From green, tender buds to full burnished art-
     the seasons take pause amid weathered leaves."
      ...

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I'm a  poet fan of beauty,
           it fills  me light, and affection,
 ...

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Autumn harvests provide pumpkins and corn
With glowing sunshine mists across bare fields
Despite the fact that summer we must mourn
Inspiring us to can and freeze great...

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I found you when the moon was full but pale.
Winter's grip had seemed unending that year.
Our first kiss came in the midst of a gale.
At...

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Rain

Raindrops splashing – puddles fill the terrain;
Cloudbursts of downpours - springtime in the rain;
For oceans, steep hillsides - on flat terrain –
Soaked by liquid sunshine...

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The waxing sun of April shines
Where once the woods of winter pined;
Now trilliums and columbines
Exult; where snow once lay, now find
Sweet-scented honeysuckle twined.

Where rime ran...

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Land mirrors balaclavaed moon tonight, 
The dark blindfolds insects in drunken song, 
And censors bawdy bullfrogs’ ancient rite. 
Our starved eyes protest truant fireflies’ wrong,
As...

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As hot days end, make way new memories!
Flowers pulled up, new ones planted instead
Prepared with the coming of a cool breeze
Green meadows fade, leaves turn...

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