Spring Seasons Poems

1)	Snowmen standing in the yard
	Wearing our old hats and scarves.
	Do you think it might get old
	Just standing out there in the cold?

2)	Snowmen standing in a...

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over and over they tumble, colorful specters playing

the dying leaves of autumn have one last chase, before passing.

they will sleep in painted canvas ground, recycling...

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a season of hope
driven by divine promise
harmony awaits

ask not for fortune
ask not for eternal fame
ask for hope and peace

small faces aglow
with happy expectation
of presents to...

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Cherry blossoms bloom in spring time,
a breathtaking sight of pale pink flowers
around the Tidal Basin in Washington, DC.
So are the Magnolias in the National Mall
giving...

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Winds of Change

Capricious, wild zephyr – face changing ever
Pirouettes on toes with mischief clever
Breathes dawn’s glow – gusty gales of crystal snows –
Signals the seasons...

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a whirlwind of leaves
colorfully swirling down
orchard apples red

treetop songs of spring
paths of wonder newly green
color explosion

cold flurries snow white
icicles Christmas tree love
distant sun beaming

Rose in...

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Flowers spring

Oceans summer

Leaves fall

Snows winter...

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shimmering diamonds
sugar cookies and cocoa 
icicle magic

a daffodil parade 
gentle rain brings us flowers
the world turns green 

back yard barbeque 
humidity on fire
swimming for us...

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   I feel it in the air- the winds of change.
Short days are darker, and cold nights are long.
 ...

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Well,

You know me, 

I'ma busy bee,

And your an eager beaver.

Let's get this den shakin'

For we know it,

Spring is gunna be here.

Who gives a damn?

We can...

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springtime flowers prom
lily scent violets blue blooms
sweet scents fragrance cues

summer scorched sand beach
swimming snorkeling surfing
seasonal exploits fun

fall stout honor guards
color candy red brown tan
leaves romantic...

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When cheerful daisies fail to bloom in Spring
and the buds dry on the vine;
when the robin no longer attempts to sing
and the rivers turn into...

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I want more solstice evening silhouettes.
And nights of rhapsody filled with rental stars.
To explore blurred mornings when the sun rises.
With transitions dripping through the trees.

I...

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A farewell with a token of gratitude...

To my dear Rosies,
For the thousand colorful blooms, you gave, 
For the everlasting fragrance, you showered on us, 
For...

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Summer shades turn to russet tones,
an autumn wind chills you to your bones.
A shorter day makes for a longer night
the grounds a sea of blinding...

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