Long Flowerbeds Poems

Can blackwater lilies 
sing forth sonnets 
of daylight and 
unsung those 
cacophonous notes 
of omen, which 
rhymed with 
sombre elixir 
of spruce rivulets and 
veiled your crimson 
touch of life, 
in eons of unforgivable 
death?...

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Chapter 14b (King Ptolemy the Second)

With a travel bag to carry
Their belongings and essentials
And they rode by wheel-borne carriage 
On the road down to the harbour 
 
There they stepped aboard the vessel
That would take...

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I am walking on the path between flowerbeds
where the flowers the mother cared and grew 
for the daughter whom she loved are now in full bloom

O dear mother, the elegance of the flowers is your...

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 An unceasing explorer of the woods of birch and maple until this moment,
   I wish to weave my dreams of soothing repose in this moment.

 Every day has painted a tangled image...

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(1.)
From Dawn's Spirited Breath, See Red, Red Rose

When Summer rose meets dawning's sweetest hush
Sun comes to bequeath its dawn bathing rays
Red beauty gleaming, rose stills early rush
Into man's world shines, another bright day.

With red rose...

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As Miss Luby watches from her window
a moving van backs up
the driveway across the street

BEEP!  BEEP!  BEEP!  BEEP!

its warning cry has a beacon-like effect
on the neighborhood
arousing interest from all corners
everything suddenly shaken...

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with you, i remember the moments.
i remember what you were wearing?the first time i saw your underwear?inching up your back as you bent over?your passenger seat. i remember your bed,?comforter bunched up like bath cloths?lathering...

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A faint perfume of lilac blooms has stirred the sleeping dawn
Bright sunlight weaves a golden loom with threads across the lawn
Crisp white-lipped Delphiniums tossed snowflakes to the hills, while
Daffodils and pink jonquils shake off the...

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Another yawn
'Tis early in the morning
4 a.m. again...now 6 a.m.
So I do what poets do...
Turn the pages of my brain
Searching for something
Old to share...or write something
clever and new...
Soooo here it is...
Hoping your day is filled...

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Another yawn
'Tis early in the morning
4 a.m. again...now 6 a.m.
So I do what poets do...
Turn the pages of my brain
Searching for something
Old to share...or write something
clever and new...

Soooo here it is...
Hoping your day is filled...

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Another yawn
'Tis early in the morning
4 a.m. again...now 6 a.m.
So I do what poets do...
Turn the pages of my brain
Searching for something
Old to share...or write something
clever and new...

Soooo here it is...
Hoping your day is filled...

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Sweet-scented  lupins , foxgloves , violas ,  giant lillies ,damasks ,
mosses and china roses rich in a variety of perfumes and colours 
Circular herb beds, rare , exotic climbers on the Elizabethan wall.
Overhanging...

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Bare of snow and ice we were
In the winter’s dwindling days
And we marked upon the calendar
The season’s changing phase

Eager things poked up their heads
To test the springtime air
Some colour in the flowerbeds
To grace a fairy’s...

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Death has come
Falling softly like snowflakes
On flowerbeds
The winds blows the dead sheet of leaves
Every time I see greatness rising from the earth
Like a new pea growing
The locust comes like a flash of lightning
Will nothing endure...

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Moonlight Sonata 
 
A mockingbird sings his nocturne, 
 Silhouetted against a sky of  velvet blue, 
Welcoming on the garden path 
 The Lady Claire de Lune 
Slipping from behind tall cypress trees, 
...

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Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.” ...
Leonardo Da Vinci

What if there was no poetry in this world?

Unpoetic world with no more poetry
No...

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" The Butterfly and The Hummingbird ... "

(From The Solomon Studies Series)
(Eccl. 3: 11 / Prov. 6: 6 / Matt. 6: 26, 28, 29)



The Butterfly and The Hummingbird
Both, Are So Beautiful Among The Flowers

The Butterfly...

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Since moving to the country 
this fact has come to light,
maintaining our new home
gives us a battle to fight.

Newly graded and seeded lawn
quickly became uneven ground,
mole runs crisscrossed acres,
flowerbeds raided, bulbs gone.

Two hundred tulip bulbs...

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Raindrops splash like burgers spitting grease on grills
                   furtive relief from simmering heat
    ...

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A Burning Summer On A Southern Farm

Where muddy fields converge and unadorned yards meet
Afternoon sun crawls toward burnt out flowerbeds
Too poor, no air conditioning, to thwart this stifling heat
Even worse when sweating all night in...

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What can you do with all those seeds,
slick, black missiles that blaze
a path down your throat,
when what you want is to taste
the sweetness that surrounds them?

You collect them, as if they're treasure,
and curious grandchildren follow,
eager...

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I look at the eagle sat high up in the tree,
I’m envious of all that he can see.
I look at the agapanthus, a brilliant blue
But the most beautiful flower of all is you.

I watch the...

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Tunnel digging with warped minds 
We meet right at the centre
Into the passages of rhyme
Joining hands as we enter
Through looking glass we travel
Along the course of time
Emotion spurred to ask you now
To be my valentine
Sand...

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The Rain
When the spring bursts into bloom again 
I come along in showers of rain
Watch as I dance upon flowerbeds
Aiding plants to raise their pretty heads.

Listen to my rhythmic melody
Whether brisk or slow my tempo...

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Marigolds infuse copper, brass, and gold
to augment Autumn's floral treasure chest
flaunting florets that are strikingly bold

Roses are vulnerable to the cold
and while their dying blossoms look distressed
Marigolds infuse copper, brass, and gold

In late Autumn, they're...

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