Long Cumuli Poems

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the tenth month

The Tenth month

What is there to say about 
about a perfect day, the first of October
when the sun is infused with silver

A few cumuli look like a bride's belt
a sky that has pale blueness  
bathed in the mystical haziness of dreams

The limitless seeking understanding
why oak leaves fall and grass takes
on the color auburn and lemon hue 

In supple silence, I hear animals getting 
ready for a white landscape, the long 
rest before a new spring explodes

Do not sleep this day be aware, feel
the dust free air and nuanced harmony
of a moment that will not reappear
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Humble B Bumble - Bee Bee the Bee

Bee Bee the Bee


Hi everyone; this is Bee Bee.
The two of us are engaged, to bee married. (I’m so pleased!)
We think it’s time to settle down.
We think it’s time to start a family.


I have had my adventures 
And somehow I managed to find myself a Queen.
She is so beeautiful!!!  
Check out me;
She is so pretty
And me, with this face; it’s now full of smiles, I’m alive!
It’s time to join the rat race once more and build our own hive.
The reason I go to work is to provide for her;
Beecause seriously dude, look at her!


She is worth all the honey in the hive
And for some strange reason she chose me to fly,
Next to her until we are old and worn out.
I will tell you how much I love her;
No, I will shout!
I love this bee!  My Bee Bee!
Bee Bee and me sitting in a leaf,
K-I-S-S-I-N-G…
I am sooo happy!!!


We have been together a while now;
Flown through the darkest rain clouds.
Burst up through the cumuli and nimbus
And held each other tightly as we dropped back down.
We have so many people to love,
But I love her the most;
So please, join me in raising your thimbles
And let us all toast,
The most beeautiful bee I have ever seen!
The most beeautiful bee there is…Bee Bee.


In our future hive, my honey is her supply,
As she is my honey; look deep into my eyes,
Not around the eyes, deep into my eyes
And you will see my truth, honesty and pride.


Yes I am with her, beecause she makes my heart purr.
This sugar rush is more than enough,
To keep me falling in love.
Every day and in every way, I love her more,
Beecause every day it only gets better and better, my love.
Just when I think I could not love her more,
She says something, or does something, that I simply adore.
She cares so much that I can’t help but love,
Each and every thing that she does.


I could talk to you about her for the rest of my life,
Without ever beeing bored;
But right now I am in a rush.
You see I need to get back to her smile.
She brightens up my day, my night and forever I’ll,
Bee in love with my Queen.  
My Queen Bee Bee.


It has truly been a pleasure talking to you all, I must say,
But the ceremony will soon bee under way
And she would never let me live it down,
If all my talking meant we had to show up to our own wedding late.


(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
© Aa Harvey  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

The Nights' Dazzler

Driving on blacktop, eyes lighting my way.
A big bright ball follows, alongside the freeway.

He’s bouncing along nonchalantly without a care.
I tried to outrun him but, he is still there!
 
The huge luminous ball suddenly disappears!
Sinister cumuli sneak up and quickly appear.

Intermittently he peers through their masks.
But, he could not see, giving up alas~

The kidnappers would not set him free.
The dark-hued night was sullen and broody.

Midnight passes, showing a glimmer of promise.
Shinning up above was a grand starry fortress

Slipping out timidly, brighter than ever~
The big bright ball, the nights’ dazzler!

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