Summer Number Poems

Why should I care about rain and or snow,
About your green leaves that were silver and gold.
Or on a bush on that hill that will...

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The number nine,
 when said, is a bright red!

As pleasant to see as a red rose,
hat opens for the morn'. 

Whose petals I see may...

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Brooklyn Cyclone number nine 
Is not ready to decline 
Clipity clop it climbs 
Into the blue sky where the sun shines 
Until it turns orange...

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the number falling before three and preceding five
sacred in my culture to ground us to the nature of all things
the time of life when 'being'...

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Tis truly an Indian summer here,
It is because we live in India,
Like in America, tis different there,
Their late September, it is trivia,
Tis September everywhere, not...

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Earth's Porch, Sunny, Sweet Summer Breeze,
Sonnet number VI of XII

Barefoot and walking white beach sands
 waves meeting shore gentle splashing
Sandcastles built, kids busy hands
 all...

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… As the wind blows every branches of the trees 
With its leaves drop down in the ground 
That decays in time.

... As the seasons...

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#62
bright hovering birds
sip from honeysuckle cups -
a tea monger's cart

#63
bees gather pollen
their legs and wings a blur -
golden alchemy

#64
frost punks spring's success
winter knife's the heart...

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(With apologies to William Shakespeare)

 Shall I compare thee to a box of frogs
 for inasmuch you seem to be as mad,
 you've really let...

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Music of Song



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Everything and everyone are against me
including my own mind
you dark, twisted, hypocrite, controlling
abusive, negative, pessimistic, overbearing
obsessive, malicious, useless piece of crap
you should be on my...

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For She, This Victory Was Gained-  Sonnet number 2


You that loved her for her long, yellow hair,  
I for her grace, charm and...

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When summer's beauty's in full view 
remember that it sings our song,
the song I sang when courting you.
When summer's beauty's in full view 
it seems...

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8 12ish #2

Decked out in gorgeous red,
Lilies white, violet, blue and yellow
Jutting out from the pond,
Pads broad and flattened out
But not one frog to sit.
Schools...

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8 12ish #1

Tonight, whilst I dream,
In the midst of becoming mist,
Sighing I wish you were there.
Your eyes appear beside me,
Their blue spark delight.
Your hair between...

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