They slip in unnoticed
just below the burning rays of the sun solstice
lighting on the last flowers of summer bare,
sweet nectar wafting in the heavy laden air,
colors brilliant, glowing, coy
orange black monarchs and viceroys,
great spangled fritillary yellows and whites,
tiger swallowtails in yellow black stripes,
California sisters, red admirals, blues, skippers,
silent and stealth like they come on windy clippers
floating and flittering in mid-August dance,
waltzing on the warm light breeze tree branch,
eye-catching, dainty lace winged soarers,
quick and slow in flight flutterers scorers,
enticed by flowered whispers between thorn and nettles
painted ladies hovering in place on petals
mourning cloakers, dark gray stokers with blended color palettes,
rudders navigating windy turns and landings on salads,
southern dogfaces heading south in transition
migratory lives gathering in submission
to climatic phenomena seen on the window pane
tempered by the sun, the surf, and rain
waving goodbye to the northern lights
hello to the southern fields and forests cool nights.
Categories:
scorers, butterfly, nature,
Form: Rhyme
They can be a lot heavy: The Shoulder;
By the dying felt like boulders;
And one keeps groaning: The Carrier,
As their weight become scarier!
They are the parts we hold high
And passers-by confront confidence
We lower them and there’s “A why?...
On-lookers sniffing diffidence
When shoulders portray blocks,
One has been frequenting the gym
And if as rounded as clocks,
One ceases to seem trim…
Our shoulders now cry for support;
A glance and you pick this report;
Mostly, a tailor-woven pad:
Tops without it Ancient and sad…
Where scorers of goals are joyously left,
The ones who squandered them never kept.
Categories:
scorers, body, courage, growth, humanity,
Form: Rhyme
They're great scorers, undeniably true
So many thrilled to their game-winning shots
Made millions off the game, and Nike shoes
Projected diplomatic personas ---
they were anything but
Michael Jordan, 6 Rings, Greatest of All Time
A trash-talker, who spewed venom and slime
Kobe Bryant, 'the assassin,' apologized for sexual assault
Confessed what he'd done, yet admitted 'no fault'
Both were driven to greatness, couldn't stand to lose
A path fraught with danger, whenever abused
Jordan turned to gambling; Kobe suffered no fools
With their fame and their fortunes, they could play fast with the rules
Charles Barkley, Jordan's rival, observed, "Heroes, we ain't!"
~ Consider it well, before anointing Kobe Bryant a saint
Categories:
scorers, basketball, hero, sad, truth,
Form: Rhyme
Summer was here at last
cricket,stumps and pads,
dusted off,leather on willow,
echoed across the green
No scorers or umpires,to dispute
adjudicate,challenge or replay,
honesty justice shout,if
caught,bowled or run out
Categories:
scorers, childhood, nostalgia
Form: Quatrain