Short Columbine Poems

Mountain Columbine.
Butterflies with Honeybees.
Drinking sweet nectar....

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eggshells crack ~ hummingbird trills awaken columbine sprouts...

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Wednesday
,           wet confetti,
            undone fantasies,
            clowns, bomb shells
            Pierrots and Columbine
            sadness and ashes
             from carnival...!...

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Rose
fragrance
sweetens air
birds chorusing
sun lit dappled glade
gold edged clouds overhead

Profuse floribundas
white petals tipped pink
wild columbine
creep tendrils
abloom 
tree


8/15/21...

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It was April 20th of 99
That’s when they would commit their crime
The boys had entered the school that day
Ready to kill anyone who got in their way
Thirteen people lost their life
Then they took theirs without strife....

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What is there to gain?
Why do I exist?
What's the plan?
My question is...
...What's my greatness?

What should I sustain,
The bruise of healing rain or pain?
What's the plot,
To all of this?
What's my greatness?



Revelation 5:12...

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A brook trickled easily down
As poetry running unbound
And I stood on a rock
To hear the steady stream
Of foreign words gurgled.

A hazy shaft of light beamed down -
Laser-pointing through piney boughs -
And where it gently struck -
Columbine shined and teemed
The floor with emeralds....

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Where is heaven, what have we done
Why are we abandoned in hell
When can we stop using a gun
Whose children next do we farewell
What demon has set this mad spell
Littleton Columbine high school
Virginia tech was so cruel
Redlake senior high was another
How can heaven be I’m no fool
Please stop the tears of a mother
...

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i express my utmost apologies 
to whom it may concern
but the families it took its toll 
on felt a stinging burn

a world where children cross each other 
in combat men still fear
Connecticut is not my brother
but still this is a year

to express our loss 
we feel it too
so sad to have to hear
a season cold and i still feel

the scared childish fear...

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With his long narrow beak he drank
drawing out nectar from a flower 
it was an Eastern Red Columbine,  
an Aquilegia wild desire ...

Nature was singing a sweet refrain 
sending sunshine to my visitor 
with wings spread he extracted,  
using a tubular beak and tongue;

He was a welcome guest 
inside this beautiful garden  
From a latticed gazebo I espied 
as he took delight, in every sip...

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The meadow has come alive in vibrant hues
Lavender is blooming, accented with yarrow
And small ground flowers are showing blues
The meadow has come alive in vibrant hues
Columbine and alyssum are taking their cues
From insistent chirping of a chipping sparrow
The meadow has come alive in vibrant hues
Lavender is blooming, accented with yarrow. 

written March 6, 2022...

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summer sojourn 

summer strolls the hills
 green aspen leaves fluttering ~
  wildflowers run wild

edelweiss wear white
 high altitude’s sunflower ~
  a wink and a smile

columbine rockets
 burst like glitzy shooting stars ~
  vibrant colors pop

fairy slippers grin
 in deep hues of light pink blush ~
  soft meadow magic

willows sway with winds
 woodlilies bow low with grace ~
  montane slow dances
 
7-27-22...

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Harlequin is moody and sad
Columbine is acting crazy again
His behaviour was extremely bad
Readily accepting part of the blame.

Difficult Columbine plays hard to get
She's furious with his mad antics
Plotting revenge to make him regret
Before long she will have him frantic.

Harlequin decided he would make-up
He bought an expensive bouquet
Columbine looked and muttered yuck
She definitely has "feet of clay"....

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Autumn colours drift down like aubergine 
Catch carelessly a crimson columbine 
Chestnut leaves flutter 

Auburn tinctures drop down like treasure troves 
Gather gently from glossy golden groves 
Amber blades clutter 

Sepia hues dance down like floating planes
Amass amply those amazing remains 
Ginger fronds putter

~~~~~~~

08.15.2020


Contest: Tail Rhyme Stanza poetry 
Sponsor: Emile Pinet 


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On the screaming tube
flashes of color 
transform images 
into an unsettling reality

	shining silver
	splits the air and
	the hearts
	of the country’s finest

	scarlet remains
	and petrified screams
	emerge as terror
	fills Columbine

	stripped of three 
	colors
	foreign territory
	gather more hostages

	smoldering oranges
	two towers
	crumble 
	into eternity

for now colors
fade and fuzz
while reality pauses
I’ve no button for color blindness...

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That tragic day the school bells tolled
in April nineteen ninety-nine:
the massacre at Columbine,
the rage of Harris and Klebold.

Some say that Harris was a cold
and grandiose young psychopath,
who wished to show the world his wrath:
the rage of Harris and Klebold.

Some say that guns should not be sold.
Some blame it on deep discontent.
Can we predict? Can we prevent
the rage of Harris and Klebold?

That tragic day the school bells told 
the rage of Harris and Klebold....

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