Seasons Nice Poems

I was an environmental scientist, working with large wind farm developers,
To harness wind and generate electricity, as a plum sun flees, to tell others.

I worked...

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Shes still the same,
Though her garments,
Change,
Like the seasons,

Her Beauty is still nice,
Kind with its nostalgia,
Though the streets,
Are empty,
And the trees,
Are shedding its leaves,

Her love still...

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This past year has come to an end, and it has flown so fast,
A time to sop and reflect on adventures past.

January
In January, we had...

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I was a professional landscaper, with passion for nature, and a green thumb,
Like passions of smothering, dreamy nighttime, to which we gladly succumb.

My work took...

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People often walk on that pathway of gold,
Where sunlit yellow leaves are joy manifold.
Natural pleasures draw crowds back always,
To view the painted alley, like in...

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yellow tulips bloomed
just a memory ago
among flaming reds

blues and creamy whites
scented joys of last season
tulip abundance

just heartbeats ago
rich bouquets adorned my room
underneath the moon

just sunsets...

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Gathering a huge bunch, of the most fragrant purple flowers,
I made purple petal potpourri, creating joy to last for hours.
I combined plum roses and lilacs,...

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Flurries of fall fling fabulous colors,
Drifting silent in dreamy discolor.
Marvelous, mellowed, midday, matinee,
Plummy and peaceful as red songbirds play!
Isolated, intriguing, gold, immense,
In fields of faded...

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the days are filled with colors
in all the possible hues
spring through winter, down the years
on land sea or sky

lives immersed in radiance
burnished dawn to ruby...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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breaking out t-shirts
in November of all months...
unbelievable



Date written: 11/22/2020...

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blooms in the desert
how gilt seasons come and go
abracadabra

mysterious night
the comfort of a rainbow
honey from a bee

fire in evening skies
endless hours on streets of time
days...

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a snowless winter
  a most welcoming respite ~
     climate change is real


Date written: 03/18/2020...

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I hear a distant, gay twittering,
Night's at the edge of the moon;
I see the butterflies flittering,
Spring waits at the edge of June!

I see the myriad...

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winter time it is
feels like Indian-summer
54 degrees

cool crisp breeze sunny
warmth from God breathe luminates
January now

It’s the seventh day
Almost close to mid winter
Still January

01/07/19
Written words by...

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