Long Hydrangea Poems

flying over Gulf of Mexico
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The Epitaph of Earth may soon be writ
Upon the memory of a glory gone
For all things bright and beautiful, that inter-fused with death
Like harmony and breath have fled as one
   -Suzanne Delaney 

A...

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His thick-soled hiking shoes
tread too loudly
to celebrate time's homing invitation
to hear and see, 
feel and smell resonantly hidden diversity
within Spirit's wooded ridge.

He stops to break from sacrilegious pounding
plodding echoes
reverberating through ears attuned for inside voices,
languaged...

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"Timeless trust,
   trapped in Selene's pendant,
                   pulsates purity and faith 
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This poem is a special devotion for my mother, who has always been a healing sun for these wintry eyes. Mumma, you're my hope, my strength, my magic and my heartbeat. I'll always find my...

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Listen to the shifting winds 
carrying musical meteors,
there soars floating
letters between 
lyrical lines,
emanating runes
that reflect 
revolving rhymes
of faith within
and beyond.
For we are more than
just spectators or actors, 
in this theatrical life,
we are the assigned 
maestros...

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In the moorlands of desires, 
I've forever sung choruses of
fertile faith, amidst the flock 
of bleeding birds, sprinkling
heartbeats on lush olive herbs, 
In the dream of retracing their 
scintillating season of beachy spring. 
'Hope' had...

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I once was a
sea lavender star, 
soaked in sunsets, 
draping evenings
with soft yarns of
hydrangea haze ~
before you stole
me from those
sangria skylines like
a windswept wave,
and placed my
hyacinth heart upon
the tan throne of 
your verbena soul. 
Never...

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I was a vivacious, aroma loving barista, laboring midnights in a coffee shop,
Offering tasty drinks to fellow night owls, while others dreamed of lollipops.

My work was so pleasant and suited me, for I was enamored...

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Inside my mailbox late last month; nine packs of seeds - a mystery!
I hadn't ordered anything, but curious was I to see
what might become of planting them. So grabbing trowel, hoe, and rake,
I set about...

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My footsteps echoed the echoes of Time
as through the streets of Salem I walked.
The hour was early and the city still asleep
with only a cat sitting quietly on a cold granite sill,
the sky slowly turning...

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Far within the forest deep,
where Pixies play and the Willows weep.
There lies a pond with lilies pink,
that within the night, the stars do wink.

Those that the pond loves and feels,
has respect for the Magi ways,...

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CHILDREN OF THE MIDSUMMER GARDEN

Dreamy midsummer comes to the garden
 Leaving her perfume so intoxicating
Colors float up – bounce like a fountain
 Autumn comes soon – a lady-in-waiting.

What can you say about fragrant Rose?
 So...

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“A garden to walk in and immensity to dream in–what more could he ask? A few flowers at his feet and above him the stars.”
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We’re in a “new” trendy neighborhood called Cascade Heights, in Atlanta. It’s lush - hydrangea, musk rose, hoya and blue false indigo are in bloom and there are greens of every possible variation. 

The sky...

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The worker bees, are a hardy bunch,
They wake at four, and prepare their lunch.
It’s off to the mines, for another day,
To stir the pots, and earn their pay.

Their hard hats on, with small yellow lights,
Standing...

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There's once in a lifetime

and there's once in a while...

The difference is more than a million miles! 



The long road to a journey's end

From the moment of birth to the birth of best friends

A fitting...

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Hydrangea blues
                blooming in seven colors
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Hydrangea Influence

Pull of gravity drawn on the senses, hydrangea scent
Fragrance bliss, orgasmic burst, flowering forth
Explains beauty one petal at a time in naked white
Flavors come on nasal whiffs in flight
Fragile buds nod to blossoms under...

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Words in italic by Angeline Lim
Words in regular font by Timothy Hicks



Hydrangea blues
blooming in seven colors
versatile at heart
 
Storm clouds in a tantrum and yet
the rainbow
 
Gently wipes away a facade
reveals a layer
hidden within
 
Pretty...

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Springtime, you always arrive so gently,
as high school proms bring tears of friends
who know they must soon part.
I will try not to weep of fifty-six years ago,
as I see the vision of my siblings,
and I...

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Blue Moon Tears--a love spell

In days to come, two hundred year,
The Blue Moon rises...catch its tear
Within a silver jorum sphere...
Then add to it from this list here:

Rose petals soft: one pink...one blue 
Narcissus stars (at...

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Rose you were such a wise lady and a wonderful friend
I continued to visit you almost to the bitter end

Other friends abandoned you because you were so frail
But I continued visit and see your cheeks...

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A variety of fine brushes…thin, medium, wide,
soft and smooth... to paint landscapes - sky, ocean, tree, 
at tranquil dawn, my backyard turns into an oasis,
A transient escape for peace, sanctuary for me! 

Focused on visual...

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Sometimes you see something beautiful
Today it was raindrops on a bin
All lined up, sharing a space with a web
So on the way to school we looked
Finding pretty raindrops
Stunningly adorning cherry blossom
Dreamlike on a skeletal hydrangea
Dangling...

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