Blazing marigolds of a blazing May
Giving a wide canopy over a shaded pathway
Against a neighbouring tree of fading laburnums
He celebrated with a bottle of Chardonnay
Falling into a dreamy langour
As the laburnums sprinkled in gentle foreplay
Too hot for fowl-play
Many a distress calls of Mayday
Running hither-thither
His hamster decamped
To the cool of my glass ashtray
A sense of belonging everywhere at play
This is one happy birthday!
Categories:
laburnums, beauty, birthday,
Form: Rhyme
Day brightens
Resplendant Laburnum buds are glowing
Still an unquiet morning
An ornate chandelier blazing
While the SUN is hiding
And a disease re-emerges
Prolonging months of grieving
Pyre unstoppable
Tik Tok Covid
Tango of the dead and living.
Categories:
laburnums, angst, crazy, how i
Form: Light Verse
The tent of Autumn is wet,
Nights as dark as creosote,
Days that fall like
Mother apples which bruise
With cold sweetness.
The impending conspiracy of
Frost;Laburnums stripped to
Bare frames, each fox pulled
By the neck into the
Hedgerows.Let go, curled leaf,
You are tired and dragged with sleep,
And can not look the snow away.
Categories:
laburnums, goodbye,
Form: Free verse
I close my eyes to sleep, and find this place,
a secret place where I alone can dream,
where green hills role, between each pale blue space,
and lilting rhythms ripple through a stream,
Lying here on sweetly scented grass,
I am caught up with each harmonious tone,
And, would gladly let so many hours pass
listening as water dances over stone,
While here, I am incapable of thought or reason,
having no rules to keep or orders to obey,
for in this place there is no change of season
only beauty, that can take ones breath away,
Overhead, the sunlight dappled through the trees,
creates an almost ethereal glow,
as tall laburnums wave upon a gentle breeze,
to rhododendrons, pink and violet below,
In the hedgerow are two paper whites at play,
skimming through forgot-me-nots they chase,
the buttercups, their heads in gentle sway,
pay homage to the wild rose's subtle grace,
Alas, I know that soon I must awake,
and leave the beauty cast before my eyes,
but, this path is one that I will take
again, and where the magic of imagination lies.
Categories:
laburnums, fantasy
Form: I do not know?