Long Mid may Poems

The fading colours in a trembling leaf,
Perhaps a portent of the coming cold,
When the heavy hand of an icy winter
Will press hard upon gully, flat and fold.

The rose’s vicious stems will be laid bare
Making way...

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Ursus Maritimus ...

I entered your world in quietude, slipping through the granular, soft.
          Long slats to feet parting the frozen. Cold of a previously unknown
 ...

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MID-SPRING

It is mid-May,
Mid the welcome of spring’s changes all
Over the norther hemisphere;
Amid still growing joy with strolls through
Parks and fields, admiring the all
   Of after Winter,

And here, still growing in our own ways,...

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On the sixteenth of May, you wore white — I wore black.
It was warm, we felt pleased and we smooched with a smack.
All four parents had come.  We would reap what we sowed.
It felt...

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Lassie, the golden retriever was
a beautiful dog with a rich, shaggy coat,
and two gorgeous brown eyes;
thirty long years have passed,
and that name still echoes with hurt:
remembering the fun times we had!  


Deep into the...

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In the heart of the Loire valley
Where the river wends its way
A young dreamer lured by nature
Free of care played music gay
 
As he wandered along footpaths
Playing lightly on his flute
By the vineyards in abundance
And...

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In the heart of the Loire valley
Where the river wends its way
A young dreamer lured by nature
Free of care played music gay

As he wandered along footpaths
Playing lightly on his flute
By the vineyards in abundance
And the...

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To the tree
The standby viewer , the fortune teller who avoided my path,
What was it ? The way I looked? Or my innocence you envied?  you were selfish and heartless or should I say...

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My open-ended lines can convey more than one idea. Verse 3, middle line, ends in “I am.” I am both okay (today) & puddles on pavement. 

whispering birds through wind and light rain
no drama of...

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I'd wasted the hours
     between midnight and dawn,
By dreaming of places
     where I did not belong.
Kept recalling  the words
     of an old...

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listen ...

do you hear that?
          turn off everything and listen ...
               ...

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They stood calm and silent, looking straight in my direction.
They were as still as a tree limb, unmovable on a wind-free day.
Never a whisper did they utter, but for sure, I detected that they, ...

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Serenity Of Blue


As in our rivers' varied tints of blues,
   the color blends are peaceful and serene,
in ripples of reflective color hues
   that mirror mix of sky and hills of green.

Yet,...

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Cool May evening skies come as a surprise
  following several days adventures
  of record heat breaking temperatures.
and  as the brush of March retreats with temperatures of gathering heat
  relief comes unexpected...

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Like some Dantean punishment
It descended in mid-May,
And turned my favorite springtime month
Into an endurance test.

We fell to sleep beneath a tide of heat
And rose to rising heat, uncoiling
From the roasting ground.

The heat was thickly wet...

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The clock struck 1020 AM on a Tuesday morning
in mid-May of 2024. I thought for a moment about
the trials and struggles of my life. As I began
what could have been a long muse down a...

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I waited as I always do
for at this time what would ensue!
It happens in the month of May.
Like clockwork, it again came true.

It was a quite nice, sunny day
as I drove up on my driveway,
beside...

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The quality that touches my heart
The most dearly about you, Mom
Is how you feel joy in the simplest of things

How you find all that you see
delightful, interesting, amazing
Sometimes moving you to tears
Never tired of appreciating
Admiring...

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Places of significance to me
		Always lift my spirits for a while.
		Regal settings depicted in books
		Amaze me, but none can make me smile,
		Delight me, like Heaven, as described
		In God's Word--city of pure gold. There
		Saints bask in...

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It use to be perfect,
It use too be so sweet.
You'd notice me in every way.

Are love grew everyday ,
Sunny days in mid may
Even in the rain.
You were my sun shine 
In any weather . 

...

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It’s a little peculiar
To think
You are more present
Than ever
More now
That you are gone
I feel you hovering around me
Protective and encouraging
I feel you
Plugged into my energy
Almost living vicariously
Through me
And it gives me
Strength and determination
As I feel...

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STAR-CROSSED

The date  -  was the eighteenth
The month  -  it was May
The year  -  nineteen-sixty
The time  -  was mid-May
The boy  -  tall and handsome
The girl ...

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The days quickly fade
 easing into the flowers of early to mid-May,
a glance across the garden's edge
 strewns the path where footprints wedge,
the irises rise in gangly stalks tall
 buds forming as if in a...

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