Long Peach tree Poems

Shallow-pitched tiled rooftops sparkle vividly
 When lavishly sprinkled with needle-shaped grains  
Of shattered mutton-fat nephrite; 
    There, clinging forlornly against the hanging grey   
  Smoke, tinged with barely...

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These are modern English translations of Chinese poems of The Shijing or Shi Jing ("Book of Songs" or "Book of Odes")

Shijing Ode #4: “JIU MU”
ancient Chinese rhyming poem (c. 1200-600 BC)
loose translation by Michael R....

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The Shijing or Shi Jing or Shih-Ching (“Book of Songs” or “Book of Odes”) is the oldest Chinese poetry collection, with the poems included believed to date from around 1200 BC to 600 BC. According...

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When you are in turmoil up to your neck, He is there.
When you don’t hear His voice, He is listening.
When our prayers are not coming true, He can provide.
If you feel like you’ve scuffed it...

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Prince of Pride

Winter one
You never flee the cold
But stay boldly on---

Dare the Hawk
into the
     black days of December

Foolish sometimes
   In his bravery
   Lovely always
   ...

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~ Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P. S. ~

When it comes to a friendly hi!
One of the best poetry, hearts we can't deny!

Our Sweetheart Linda Marie
No one is smoother and sweeter than her- our peach tree

Always...

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My world spins round
too fast most times
from Greek deep roots
on Black Sea ports
to cross Jordan's River
on Catherine's Great
trains meet sailboats
greeting sea planes
flying off to sports unknown
throughout my Lake Odessa Highway.

Where Ottomans
blend Spanish matadors,
heroes for my...

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A GEORGIA EXTRAVAGANZA

In the lovely Peach State of Georgia
There lived a man of meager means
He had a worn out flannel shirt
And a nearly worn  out pair of faded old blue jeans

He tended a huge...

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The figs on my fig tree are ripe,
Tempting and enticing,
They want you to have them,
To enjoy all you can.
My pear tree is bearing beautiful big pears,
It is almost time to enjoy,
Enjoy what has been provided...

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Confinement is getting on our nerves, a truth for all. For elderly people it is more obvious, jobs, living expenses and related other anxieties.
Windows serve in many useful ways. I see a couple whenever I...

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Summer time was filled with laughter and fun
Childhood remembered playing in the sun
Swimming holes and watermelon served ice cold
You can’t go home again, so I have been told
But home, I go,when my mind drifts back
To...

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No. I’m not a rock; and I’m not an island.
I am about 8 feet wide and 20 feet long.
I get plenty of sun light, and I drain well, when it rains.
I have been lying dormant...

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Have they ever asked themselves
what's the purpose of this life;
and why we are born of a mother
who leads us to a quiter shore?
These are the thoughts of an innocent mind...
questioning the diffidence of the eartly...

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some say maybe
some say gravely
but the law of older 
age is that gravity 
weighs heavily on
ones body my body
being no exception

so to mention with 
no intentions or 
meaning but 
to man up
mainly my
sagging
mass

starting below
the neckline...

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They would ripen all at once
under a hot sun and hang
in a sugary glut only for a day 
or two before starting to spoil. 
I had to be quick and when
the time came, 
I hurried...

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IT'S ABOUT TIME

Let us talk to the birds visiting us in summer,
Let us talk to the afternoon shadow,
Let us raise our pets to our level,
Let us raise our decibels...
It's about time.

Let us talk to the...

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Out in dah night, 'POOF', into a slumber
in er garden she whispered sometin' to me
dah, I dream't a lovely gal, I'd met one summer,
a sum time ago, under er ol'e peach tree

er Hill-billy mom wer'...

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Springtime is the season of beauty and delight.
Flowers of every shape are blooming everywhere,
Observing such a view is a breathtaking sight.

Being one with nature is for filling and feels right.
Scents of roses, lilacs, and daisies...

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Beautiful Mistress

The full moon fills the sky 
with glowing light, 
like white fire on shade. 
It brings out the good, 
and the bad, 
the known and the 
unknown equally. 

The coyote dances under the radiance,...

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now the branches of the peach tree bend under the weight of the fruit
in the lake the sensible little fish avoids the heron's pointed beak
almost all the children playing on the lawn are smiling
the muscles...

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Perhaps yet another heartbeat or a thought crossing your mind
So many things to repeat but in them it isn't God that you find
His amazing mighty little ant in working around His peach tree
Familiarity I will...

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I Drew A Puppy and A Rose
Then I Sat Back… and I Cried
It bought back such Memories
‘afore my Grandma Died…

A Golden Puppy and Red Rose…
and Me, in Grandma’s Garden
a-Playing and a-Growing
and all the Ruckus, She’d...

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I built a house seldom heard and seldom seen
Out of branches of wicker, long and tough.
Flexible and strong, my back bends forward towards the future
Tying knots, holding fast together the seams.

Sometimes after a rainstorm, my...

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Good morning, Spring.

I saw you yesterday for the first time in 2024.
I did not know how long you had been standing
there. My wife saw you sometime before I did
but failed to inform me.

Honestly, Spring, although...

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We were not doing well,
the chipmunk was excavating our front step,
nibbling away at our foundations.
The chipmuck was a metaphor.

The garden peach tree developed a blight,
the fruit rotted on their stems.
and that was some kind of...

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