Trees crowned in hues of red, orange and gold
Beauty of God’s creations everywhere unfold.
Autumn breeze kisses each tree with waltz
For radiant foliage to swirl down in pairs then halts.
As fallen leaves roll wide for radiant blankets and carpets
Crisp crunch sounds are sent as kids play with friends, pets.
Butterflies and warbling birds fly high, hover and gladly soar
Their lifted wings are lifted thanks for the sceneries they adore.
As autumn’s breath starts to refresh feelings and calm the mind
Inner peace with emotional balance from its sunshine, we all find.
"I set my rainbow in the cloud..."
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Hello, Miss Rainbow.
I do not remember when we first met,
nor when I first laid eyes on you. But
I will never forget how stunningly
beautiful you were. Your color schemes
create awesome sceneries, and I must say,
Miss Rainbow, you haven't changed a bit.
When I was very young, I heard two things
about you. But I quickly learned that only
one was true.
First, I was told that reaching you is where
A pot of gold could be found. That was false.
Secondly, I read in the Bible that God made
You to be a sign and a covenant, promising
that there would never again be another
worldwide deluge. This is true about you.
Blessings to you always, Miss Rainbow.
Your friend,
Sitruc
Nature showcases Mother Earth's creative nurture
designed by God* exposing paradise-stature of vibrant feature...
Midst radiant varied hues' magnificence
plants exude peaceful bliss with their iridescence…
Expressing biodiversity of ecological glow
picturesque landscapes present balance along perfection-flow...
With sceneries' well-carved beauty, so vibrant
Eden's worth prevails along pervading magnificence, verily radiant…
Grateful for all benefits of creation with mankind's partnership
my heart basks in this natural habitat, doing well to cultivate its workmanship.
*Genesis 1:1 In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth.
February 2, 2026
7th place, "Your Favorite" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Seth Pina; judged on 3/6/2026
I walk alone on the beach,
Emerald waves rise and fall, lapping on the sandy shore,
So many beach-lovers walk together,
Their faces beaming with love and adoration,
I walk alone on the sand barefoot,
Collect shells of unique sizes and shapes,
I converse with you about the roaring sea,
The whistling wind, the multi-coloured sand,
you are far away, but
You are with me.
Years and years passed away listlessly,
Struggles in our life did not let us be together,
A love so strong, and powerful,
I see you in my dreams,
And nothing else matters.
I paint on my easel with a wistful heart,
Sceneries of long-lost past,
As if we lived in a fantasy,
The little quaint village we grew up in,
The ambrosial garden we frolicked around,
The magical swing we shared and
The favourite books we pored over.
Your love pulls me to a dreamy past,
Tender days which will never be erased,
Solitary life at present remains serene with your thoughts,
Future is undetermined, life will choose its course,
Only I know wherever you are, you are mine.
Shades of blue
on the sky above
like things never to part
they'll shine together
Shades of green
the tree leaves bear
adding serenity
to nature's sceneries
Shades of orange
during dawn and dusk
a pleasant treat to eyes
without having to ask
Shades of grey
of the rain filled clouds
majestic in appearance
and even in sound
And many more are shades
that eyes may capture
if treats by nature
are truly cherished
Growing up in my birth state,
I was a "Time Watcher".
I wanted to move away as soon as possible
Living in A Northern big city,
I was a "People Watcher".
I wanted to avoid dangerous people
Living for over 40 years out west,
I was a "Landscape Watcher".
I loved the sceneries.
I now live in a weather sensitive region,
And I am now a "Cloud Watcher".
Weather changes very rapidly.
Cold winds
Void whispers
Silence in the shadows
A world relying on forgiveness
Hatred brings suffering
Separation comes without being heeded
And our paths are to be walked, alone
Cold winds
Unageing sceneries
Empty hands
Flames which burn for eternity
Moods swell
Comfort in the goddess
Temporary world
The stars hide and laugh at us
Cold winds
Cold hearts as well
Words forced back
Let's plunge in dreams
Pools of amnesia
Whether a trip to a sister's funeral in Chicago;
Or another trip to Los Angeles for my aunt's funeral;
Or a slow ride to a family reunion in Chicago;
Or a 'Bucket-list' trip to an NFL game in Kansas City;
Yes. It seemed that most rails I took led to Chicago.
It's true. Several times we never left on a jet plane.
There were some great train rides, long and slow.
There were five time-consuming and memorable rides,
Sharing a dinner table with a mother and child;
Or a conversation with two unforgettable strangers.
The Great Salt Lake and breath-taking sceneries,
Including dark rides through narrow tunnels;
Roadside stops in small American towns; Great
Views of the Colorado River, and lots of friendly
Waves from a passenger train called The California Zephyr.
The California Zephyr is a well-chosen and defined name for
a train that served us well. Indeed, it was like a gentle wind
blowing from west to east. There were 58 treasured hours
spent alone with my lovely spouse as we ate enough almonds
for a lifetime and some very expensive snacks.
Calm halts clouds swollen with snow,
they will resent the continuous blow
of the four winds of bitter February;
an unleashed snowstorm is pure fury!
An elated mood rises amid the air of glumness,
April rain is far from the mornings of tearfulness;
snowy meadows will return to their vivid lushness...
even winter birds can't wait for spring cheerfulness!
I fret thinking about isolated days,
activities are limited to sceneries;
be a skier and be ready for thrills:
see deer leaping on foxes' trails!
Walking is exploring the quite wilderness
under the glistening coat of magical whiteness;
Jays that ate berries miss their sweetness...
all birds rely on feeders on those harsh winters!
Travel the whitened roads of the stunning wilderness,
they offer reflective poets joyful quotes of stillness;
a long ride on a saddle horse going at a slow pace
opens up the landscape to a stream with a lively dace!
My designs are creative
My art is extraordinary
Hidden talent beyond
Shining upon.
Views shall be seen
Sold, unfold
Beautiful sceneries.
Like a mighty sunrise,
Bursting through the skies,
Offering bright and beautiful
Sceneries to longing eyes;
Like sweet words of honey,
Flowing into a sea of disharmony;
In walks Friendship, altering the
Entire terrain, healing myriads of pain.
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Mirrored with
Mysteries
You have amalgamated.
an entire world within you;
Scenes and sceneries
Lands and landscapes
Elements and entities
You are mirroring too.
Universe
Cosmos
Galaxies
Constellations
Coalesced;
Till you break,
You're exquisitely true.
A Horse Carriage ride
A dinner, a place for excitement
Surrounded with fun, in town
A spa day
Family and friends around.
Gifts, Laughters, viewing the sceneries downtown
A day to remember
Elegancy, Designed fashions
Overlooking in passions.
A Birthday Event
Angels are sent.
bucolic idyll
watchful eyes on grazing sheep ~
attentive shepherd
quintessence of grace
gallop through pastoral field ~
a young wild mustang
dogwood tree refuge
gust of summer wind stirs bough ~
chikadee keeps perch
Writing Challenge - S words - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France
Theme of choice: Scenery
Syllables checked at HMS
Date written: 04/08/2023
Camaraderie that please
Hymns released in penning
Essence of writing
Memories that linger
Insights without stinger
Sceneries projected and displayed
Thoughts delivered, not delayed
Revival of inner soul
Your offering in a bowl
Oxygen that resuscitates
Flows through the body and enervates
Poetry that lasts
Over the years that blasts
Elements of Chemistry
Touching the lives of many
Resonates in artistry
Your voice in honor of humanity
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