Tulips of morning
just waked from amaranth dreams,
meet glittering sun.
Dogwood rose opens redly
Pink dawn's jewel shines steady.
Beautiful flowers
respond to warmth's mute caress!
They're a dream come true
in varicolored versions
'ere dusk dreams, in beds again!
Categories:
redly, beautiful, color, dream, flower,
Form: Tanka
midnight was glowing
in recall of antique gold
huge yellow daisy
pleasures we once knew
when dusk daisy glowed redly
twirl memory lane
golden onyx dark
shrouding melancholy moon
awakens rapture
Categories:
redly, beautiful, flower, life, nature,
Form: Haiku
I swat mosquitoes
smash flies --
not because I hate them
just what they do
the pernicious nature
of their existence
assisting their evolution
helping them to
come back as a
higher life form…
same tough love applied
to terrorist, hoping they
come back as a higher
life form --
two thousand years of
turning the other cheek
has redly taught us
the spiritual law of
Concentrical Circles...
So called
Good men and women
squeamishly refusing
to rid the world
of blood suckers….
Categories:
redly, christian, holocaust, love, perspective,
Form: Free verse
frosty stars are out
pink moon wanders into night
with its fragrancies
summer's chasing fall
in its ripe, lonely old age
they'll dance at the ball
both dressed up in hues
blending the old with the new
wind whistles weather
mars watches redly
far from a pink robin's tune
purple skies fade soon
Categories:
redly, bird, color, dance, flower,
Form: Haiku
Deepest darkest reds
crimson guest in the roses
of the same rich hue.
Flowers and plumed cardinal
interact through scents and song.
Vivid green summer
showers gold on scarlet lane-
forever moments!
Bush concert at my window
making memories, redly.
Written on 12/24/2022
For: The Cardinal and the Rose
Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Craig Cornish
Categories:
redly, beauty, bird, green, red,
Form: Tanka
visitors coming
expectancy afternoon
a hush in the blooms
saffron soon Sunday
and cardinal sings redly
cream clouds paint blue sky
butterflies flitting
through the forests of color
and scents of welcome
jazz in the treetops
near a door always open
brighter days have come
Categories:
redly, color, flower, nature, peace,
Form: Haiku
In verity and with great hopes,
Malachy told his Prophecy of Popes!
Centuries ago, he was called to Rome,
Like the bees to their honeycomb.
There a beauteous vision did flower,
Of all remaining popes in their hour!
His sequence of most cryptic phrases,
From first to last, still quite amazes.
St. Peter was first, and who is last?
And what an interesting contrast!
In the long, long saga of devotion,
So filled with fervor and emotion.
Like God Himself, tomorrow is mystery;
As how the sun redly ripens a cherry!
And the saga itself has now grown old,
As the sunset sky, when sprayed with gold.
In Christ's footsteps, they all followed,
In the sacred church that he hallowed.
And as sure as a pure heart sanctifies,
Without a doubt, true love never dies!
Categories:
redly, christian, destiny, god, jesus,
Form: Rhyme
Hillsides shimmer in summer's golden fire
as marmalade sun dawns on poppied slopes.
I run with Monarch butterflies higher
barefoot in honey with tangerine hopes.
I hear the butter chirp of a warbler's song
and smile at God's creative citrine zest.
While I inhale the gold-coined sun, I long
for the Monarch's dappled orange vest--
If only I could shed my morose shades
and pluck the redly poppies off his grave;
I could be one with this saffron parade,
embrace euphoria, live the colors I crave.
Hillsides of valor: once I held his quest.
Now I turn to ruby poppies and I scorn,
but at myself or all in us that's best.
I cannot change the past nor can I mourn
a past I cannot change. But on this hill
I feel the poppies in their sherbert folds;
they lilt like orange butterflies and fill
life with sunrise, the beauty Monarchs hold.
7/5/17
Categories:
redly, butterfly, flower, inspirational, lost
Form: Quatrain
Blood flowed from His palms,
ankles redly bright--
the blind first to see Him,
as lame stood upright.
The proud,
of course, they fled Him;
and the strong
more refuge in might--
while the famished
approached the pool
at His feet,
took fill
for their hunger was light.
Of this I bare witness,
recall vividly clear:
times I stuck
firm with the ground,
times suspended in air--
times I embraced
the base of the Cross...
times I fled with fear....
Categories:
redly, allegory, baptism, bible, love,
Form: Rhyme
Wandering lonely as a cloud
He saw life, death, springs and fields
Loving lakes greenly
Loving roses redly
And people-
So tenderly
So sadly
Categories:
redly, tribute,
Form: Rhyme
The eyes have it
Cat eyes and eagle eyes can focus redly
Green eyes turn a cold steel gray
Awash in anger
Next time you have a moment look deep into a cat’s eyes
What? Oh try again with empathy
Deeply enough?
Some reflections are better unexpressed
Thus are the ways of an unsympathetic cat
Or an eagle without pity
Development of all our animal senses
is a game of chance
Walk in a pasture to catch a horse
Remember the cat eyes
Walk a city street
Remember the eagle
All motion and movement is a conscious choice
Consciousness is all that feeds the hunter
A life spent in constant awareness is an enviable existence
It is also a tie that binds a man to his clan
Someday a man will come who walks truly alone
Don’t ask him why he’s crying
Categories:
redly, life, nature,
Form: I do not know?