Olivine Poems | Examples


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Premium Member Raindrop Dance


Charcoal cloud melts in the scorched sky,
summer drizzle descends serenading 
with the fascinating flotilla in arid air.
The spectrum of the setting scarlet sun
sparkles in the slant splash of the raindrops,
soaking the singed malachite meadow,
pristine petrichor exudes in amber ambiance. 

In the moistened crack of the desiccated soil
sprouts an olivine sapling after a long while,
spreads the tender emerald leaves,
cradling the unfurling buds, 
swaying in breeze with the radiant raindrops,
turning into pearls, reflecting the rainbow hues.
 
The raindrops cascade in soft musical torrent
on the misty pane of my dripping window,
bring back the nostalgic joy of the lost youth  
to morph into meandering rows
in the ballet of the waltzing rills.
I hear the silent symphony of melodic youth 
in the rhythm of the raindrop dance.

Premium Member Dulcet Dawn


The aromatic air ripples with the rhythm of rapture, 
the harmonic whisper of the wafting southern wind
serenades in sync with the symphony of rhapsody, 
when dawn drifts into enchanted meadows.

Rising sun’s flare sets ablaze within pictorial inferno 
the sedate skyline on lawn with the cold fire of color.

Pearls of topaz dew bejewel the chartreuse pasture,
wearing the dazzling diadem of gleaming grandeur.
The bent blades of olivine grass shimmer beguiled
in crimson splay of strawberry sun of the new day.

The buds blush in colors of sky in mesmeric meadow,  
where the fluorescent butterflies flitter engrossed.

In the amorous aura of the nascent sunshine shower,
my window frames fascinated nature’s pristine panorama.
The sky composes chromatic collage with sunshine sequins, 
the cadence of dulcet coral dawn pulsates in my heart.

#5

Premium Member The Painted Islands

*Image of Kaihalulu Red Beach by Pinterest.


The Painted Islands


The beaches brushing Hawaii's sea blues,
in and of itself are impressive track,
perceptive picturesque color-filled views.

Like some isles, Punalu'u beach is black.
Elsewhere here, famed Kahena, sandy scene 
aloft cliff's vista that aligns its back.

Punalu'u nears southernmost, you've been
in the whole USA, there lies a spread
called *Papakolea ... fanned sands of green.

Though, appropriate they're olivine, said
by officials. On Maui isle, clashed sights
of gorgeous Kaihalulu bursting red.

Truly tourist ere and now, best grade cites
isles to isles, and A-Plus our sandy whites. 


2022 July 21
FIVE STANZA TERZA RIMA
~~L MILTON HANKINS

*HMS 9/10 - Spelled Papakolea is pronounced with an emphasis on ending "a" (Papakole'a).
10 syllables per 14 lines = 140


Premium Member Tis Shamrock Vale

Meadow of Evermore Rise,
Verdant greens of envy neath the skies,
Emerald breathes swirl wayward bound,
The scene repeats the olivine surround,
Spray of jade gladiolas emerges for eyes.

The cool rocky fence tinged moss lies,
Gathered sage on display, tossed flies,
Observed fronds of ferns, all around,
Meadow of Evermore Rise,

The mints swim freely, breeze back tries,
A row of pines stands proud, trophy prize,
Laurel newborns crawl the hilly ground,
Chartreuse treats, all roaring to be found,
Harlequin limes anoint, trickled tea ties,
Meadow of Evermore Rise.


2019 September 24
aabba aabR aabbaR

Transform

And I am waiting for the ghost of that opaque veil,
called transformation.
one day it will soften into that rock
of dinosaur thoughts,
like mineral olivine as it marches
from feldspar to the finality of quartz,
melting that ancient pattern weary consciousness into the butterfly awakening 
of a multidimensional man,
who can only soar
like the eagle.

Peridot Renewal

August’s dry winds scorch the landscape
While I sit here in the shade of a weeping willow
Watching tiny dust devils twirl and spin along the pavement
Living heat dances, wavering gently the scenery before my eyes
While poppies and gladiolas wither limply on their stem
But the peridot sweet, with its pale green color
Reminds me instantly of renewing spring
As the sun sparks a glitter from this
Precious gift I wear on my finger
Perhaps or simply perchance
It’s why it was chosen
This transparent
Semiprecious
Form of
Olivine


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