Spring Quintain (Sicilian) Poems

The path led to rose bushes cul de sac.
Early in the morning, we sat down to rest.
Dewdrops are still shining on the track.
At our feet,...

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Scarlet, crimson, vermillion, and cerise
are showcased amidst canopies of green.
And the ground morphs into a golden fleece;
as fallen leaves, umber, and tangerine,
pave a pathway south...

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Shall I compose for you a warm summer’s night?
One filled with crickets and night birds softly calling.
Of shimmering Alder leaves in the pale moonlight
as night...

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Crystal dewdrop jewels pendent from leafless Hawthorne
over snowdrop pearls and early golden buds of daffodil.
A blackbird upon Sparrow, Peggy Gladys does adorn,
while morning light accentuates...

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To the Land of Normal I long to go -
a place I took for granted in my youth,
where pain and sorrow rarely did I know.
I...

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Gossamer wings atop currents of air
are perfect canvases for Nature's art;
No finer paintings exist anywhere.
I wish I could pause time within my heart,
and freeze-frame the...

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O sweet white bloom blushing through snow,
You gently kiss the north winds as they pass,
Whispering to winter ‘it’s time to go’,
From your bluey-green leaves like...

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A tune of sorrow played on fiddle strings,
Unanswered questions haunting midnight’s hour,
The voice of melancholy softly sings,
Beneath the stars that light the lunar bow’r,
All waiting...

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Present turmoil belies a shift
 In the soul of humanity
 While hard we toil, the greatest gift
 Is bestowed for posterity
 A blessing so long...

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