On a street of mellow autumn, gold leaves have turned deep orange
As harvest season offers vibrant hues, and cold that makes you cringe
And wild, bitter orange sunsets, are caught between plummy days
Pretty polka dots
Grace red butterflies in air,
ladybugs on leaves,
rare parakeets and blossoms
and frogs, mushrooms and cheetahs.
Tiger lily moon
dressed up in dotted silver,
weary of the gold!
Spotted horses and fishes,
join summer's polka dot craze.
on paths of roses
summer is walking my way
once again plummy
in the clear blue skies
colored birds are heading back
on the gold highways
in tall green grasses
warm breezes carry wild news
to the eager crowds
rampantly rambling
sweet flowers trail on the vine
tick tock goes the clock
There was panic at the food bank when I arrived in my Rolls Royce
They said I was not welcome with my fur coat and plummy voice
My chauffeur turned off the engine and when he opened up the trunk
The manager’s jaw almost hit the floor; I guess he soon forgot his funk
He blushed as scarlet as a tomato, and apologised for being so rude
As the trunk was fit to bursting with bags and bags of lovely food
I know my arrival in a limousine caused alarm and some confusion
with my posh appearance he’d jumped to the wrong conclusion
This story has a happy ending, as I help out at the food bank
The manager is civil to me, shucks he’s my ex-husband Frank!
Sponsored by Kai Michael Neumann
Submitted to Favourite rhyme in August 2021 Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France
08/05/21
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 blooms beyond a fence.
Real beauty ripens in seasons of sun!
Written on 3/29/2021
after the rainfall
treetops weep dusk's purple tears
goodbye to golden
some days should last forever
because they were that perfect
like the latest dawn
when hot pink sun sat on rose
apricot in hue
and later I found my love
in the evening's plum shadows
flamingos and sunsets
cherries and maple leaves
almond blossoms in sunshine
lipstick of high fashion
plummy plum tree blossoms
tulips and juicy watermelon
a flashy sports car at dawn
twilight pearls and rubies
bleeding hearts among roses
pomegranate and grapefruit
dragon fruit and rhubarb
apples and creamy frosting
butterflies and raspberries
Let the loyal love of the Lord, lift you up latterly;
Belief in God binds the blissfully blessed to my bosom.
My merciful mighty Father, has many mellow mystic mansions;
I wouldn't have withheld such wondrous words of wisdom.
I am parting to prepare a plummy paradisiac place for you;
But I will be back to bring you to beauty's birthplace,
And we'll always abide in, abounding and ageless love after.
You naturally know the novel, noble neighborhood I go to now.
John 14: 1-4
Written on June 1, 2020
Favorite Scripture Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Chantelle Ann Cooke
Marvelous, matchless, magical, moonlit midnight,
With a superabundance of sparkly, summery stars,
Peacefully placid, pure and prettily plummy,
Radiantly rich, rhapsody resplendent rapture!
Fragrant flowers frolic freely in your fervence,
Eye-catching and exquisite in their exuberance,
Bouncing blissfully in breezy, blooming ballet.
Inexhaustible and intoxicating and intriguing,
Dazzling and delightful, and doubtlessly dreamy.
Back then she was singing the blues,
In a smaller club where the sunset-
Splashed the walls in various hues,
On a plummy street called Somerset.
I was introduced to her backstage,
In that far away, long ago place,
Before she had become all the rage,
With her jet-setter's renowned face.
Her voice then was as liquid gold,
And eyes reflected the bright lights,
And her song a melancholy tale told,
Of her dream which had taken flight!
All motion in the club would cease,
Anytime the blue lady in red sang
Her beautiful, musical masterpiece,
In a voice which, like bells, rang!
Now, in the still of a pastel dawn,
My memories wander back to Somerset-
Of those happy, sun days quite gone,
And the blues song I cannot forget!
a slip of a girl
Her body is enticing
Like a bud not yet a flower
Unashamedly in the shortest of short
Clinging to her plummy bum
Dance into my cafe.
Soon she will be a beautiful
Woman bursting with poise
She will get much attention
Some unwanted
Then one day she will
Fall into a man
A flower in his lapel
She doesn’t know that this
Her adolescence
Will be the best days of her life
I just met this awkward chap,
By some referred to as a “Cad”,
Sat with him for quite a chat,
One that wasn’t near half-bad.
We spoke about the plight of Earth,
How man’s destroying it,
A pet subject since my birth,
An obsession I can’t quit.
He seemed to listen quietly
As I rambled all hour long,
But I think I reached him finally
When I told him he was wrong.
At that he seemed to wake
From the slumber I’d perceived,
Maybe this or that big cake
From my servant we received.
Either way I care not how
His support I then achieved,
I just want him to allow
Mother earth to be reprieved.
People think I’m such a bore,
Plummy mouthed and a tad slow,
Little knowing I do score
When it matters I just know.
Pacific, pacifist pampered papa
parading par excellent paragon
parent (parenthetically parochial
particularly partisan) parvenu
passive, passionately paternalistically patient,
paunchy, peaceably pepped, perfectionist,
perceptive, perennially perky, permissively
persevering, persistently personable, perspicuous,
pertinent, phenomenally philanthropic, philharmonic
picturesquely pious, pioneering, piquantly pithy,
playfully pleasant, pleasurably plucky, plummy,
poetically poignant, politely pontificating, popular,
positively potent, powerfully practiced pragmatist,
praiseworthy, prayerfully precious, precise
predominant, preeminently preferable, preparedly
preponderant, presently president, prestigiously
prevailing, priceless, princely, principally pristine,
privately privileged, prized, proactively procreative,
prodigiously productive, proficiently profitable,
progressively prominant, promisingly prompt,
prophetically propitious, prospectively protective,
proudly proven provocative, prudent psyched, puissant,
punctilious, punctually purposeful.
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