Long Arbors Poems

I.

Espy, distinguish divinely made lively, lovely Trees
Unisex Trees, inhales carbon dioxide, then breathes
out for us humans, life given clean oxygen
Stout roots run deep, holding God's earth
Also, with you we were taught our first lesson

II.

Animals take...

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I was a whimsical, interior designer, bringing colors and joy into living spaces,
Subtly changing neighborhoods and lives, like vibrant arcs the rainbow traces.

People were as dissimilar as their houses, the both of them rather fascinating,
Like...

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Slowly, my ferryboat drifted closer to my dear old home. Before me, the stony peaks of familiar mountains arose from the blue hue, and just as cool salty breezes blew across my face, the childhood...

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I awoke to find 
that Jack Frost had paid a visit 
to my bedroom windows
for the very first time 
this Winter.

If only I had seen him at work
I would have thanked him
for decorating 
my otherwise...

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A sword of the heavens did glean

From railings and arbors 
of dead thorn and bramble,
where ghostly reminders remain

Fall droplets of blood ‘pon
a crimson embroider
 left carelessly out in the rain

Our story begins
in a deep mountain...

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I'll be thinking of you as the cloak of night weeps lullabies to the waiting moon,
where morning star through cloudless sky sips the sweet of morning dew,
still, if the light should forget to shine, the...

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I planted the Daffodils in the hills, 
You were thrilled as daffodil flowers bloom, 
Amonst the sunny summer fields, 
Our room filled with perfume of golden yellow, 
With view of dew crystals cover the meadows....

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Written: January 23, 2024
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Their melodious humming drifts
through the fragrant night air
carrying a sense of tranquility
In this enchanting universe
where dreams come true
A...

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Tap, tap, tap on my window, pat, pat, pat falls the rain.
Subdued light filters through the smooth fabric of the curtains.
Low rumbling of distant thunder soothes my brain.

Outside I spy the night garden, the moon...

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Written: January 12, 2024
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Their buzzing goes unabated
the cool air scent of lavender
in...

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My plantings of bleeding hearts are finally in bloom
There's a hint of sweet scent in their delicate perfume
On multiple stems of fragile heart-shaped flowers
they are thriving in the shade of my arbors and bowers
Gently, they...

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Cornucopia

Trumpet Sounding – abundance Resounding –
A harvest not Empty – a horn of Plenty –
Season bounty Astounding – safe from snowbound Surroundings
Fall Caressing fair autumn Blessings.

Sweet orbs of Green or burgundy Seen
In arbors that Wait...

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A nature's change cycle:

Some noted trees are of these: cypress, cedar, chestnut, cottonwood; 
the hawthorn, hazel, hickory, honeysuckle and holly
These are a few of the color guards of this time filled governed season 
The balancing...

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He shivers as he steps on the porch,
The sharp icy air gives a certain scorch.
   As he steps out from the arbors protection,
out to where there is no affection.
   A month...

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Powdered Sugar Daydreams 
 
Time becomes invisible, ceasing to matter
as this place in all its magic and wonder
blooms upon the gardens of our imagination,
playing like birds on a sky of opal blue, wandering streets of...

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I …

am provenience …
the heel of my father’s foot -
the damp of his brow
and his burgeon …
I am my mother’s bloom
sown in the soil of her intentions
seeded with wonder
and promise …
but some petals unfurl only...

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One year in H*ll and three years in Purgatory
From the burning wastelands to the frigid cold
Walking on blisters and dreaming of the sun
Lost in the darkness, lost in the night
On the rim of the forsaken...

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A November wind has roared for days.
Dead garden stalks lay bent and frayed.
The proud maple now stands undressed
In drifts of yellow against the fence.

Broken remnants lay on the yard;
A scattered blast of limbs’ discard,
And yellow...

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Sleepeth thou darkling,

   fade....

How privy thy existence  made,

   to shade the feathered extremity

   thy plumage gave;

   a kiss unto pools sleeping

   white at noon....

...

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Calloused by the do-or-die hero's walk on the perilous road
Over hazard's hill stumbling in soldier's shoes of regret and sorrow 
Merciless these wars of tired tyrants, this trailhead I have followed
I should bury these warrior's...

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The blackberry tree, hanging some of its branches over her,
    arbors, shelters and comforts her. The blackberry honeycombs,
    like little dark blueblack hives of hexagonal shapes, fall around
 ...

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Grace had floated royal 
among the sweet summered months,
and not a moment had passed
without the nectar of love;

Three feathered lords so fledgling
white-black,
sleeping white at noon,
'neath arbors brawn....
where the nestles are soft with love,
and dream to...

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TOO OFTEN A COFFIN

I’ve faced the familiarity of faded fascination
I’ve let the loveliness of a lady become unspoken
I’ve examined the exclamation mark of  exhilaration
And let beauty allow my blackened heart to be broken

I have...

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When clouds above dance to our song,
when stars are birthed from arbors strong,
we wish the days were extra long;
we sing our song, we sing our song.

Oh mother moon, smile down on us,
we raise voice in...

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Abandoned, dry and brittle
Aged and neglected, still standing.
Timbers dry, even too whittle
Lost and non-commanding.

Here you could feel free as you can be
While early autumn hues grace the land.
Sounds from a lake you can see
The water...

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