As summer duly ends
thoughts of fun-filled leisure
still linger in my heart
laughter, joy, fellowship
one longs for at the start
As summer duly ends
the playful child within
dwells on sunshine capers
deep green tides, sandcastles
awestruck blue sky gapers
As summer duly ends
its pearl clad fair journey
encased inside a log
of gleaming shore elan
to dissipate the fog
As summer duly ends
autumn, winter, christmas
will shortly grace our door
with bright leafs, gusts, snowfall
to relish even more
Categories:
duly, appreciation, autumn, beautiful, beauty,
Form: Monchielle Stanza
Pray for the birds,
Racing to survive the harshness of mother nature,
All in a desperate fight,
Yielding to relish the essence of life,
Forging emaciate energy,
Oh survival is hard,
Radically hard with time,
Time withers,
Hath time not withered?
Effortless it hath,
Bring thy hands together and pray for the birds,
I rest not,thou rest not and pray for the birds,
Racing to survive the harshness of mother nature,
Duly they fight,
Satisfy them.
Categories:
duly, beautiful, bird, health, history,
Form: Acrostic
If an author feels a need
To explain their poem
I realize
They
did
not
understand
it
either
Categories:
duly, write, writing,
Form: Free verse
The memory of the
poor, struggling, inspiring, but now dead poet,
made eternal muse, by, and for, the
poor, struggling, aspiring, but living poet:
an existential measure of
blood, sweat, and tears, of
mind, body, and soul.
Categories:
duly, art, inspiration, poetry,
Form: Prose Poetry
Joy's living everywhere with high stature while
Angels peek down from their rhythmic atmosphere
From their nests in this homeland so graceful
Where angels have their own legislature
Together with the flowers that shed their magic petals
Life's dancing everywhere in green rapture
I see Monte Rosa with her pink features
As an imagined woodland, gleeful, yet, unsettled
A monument to God's hand so plentiful
From the view of those heights, I'll be nurtured
With the snow-kissed mountains nourishing the soul
Open hearts blessed joyfully by nature
Those forlorn trees, reserved but graceful
Bestowing graciousness, even in upheavals
I'm going home to that land now nestled
Restful, where I feel snuggled by nature
With some delicious golden apples and grapes
My mind dances everywhere with rapture in these lands
With grand dreams in this terra firma so blissful
The clouds kiss the peaks
Woodland trails remain restless
While sun sprinkles summits
Categories:
duly, art, earth, poetry, poets,
Form: Free verse