Short Red Clover Poems

Fields of red clover
Smoky misty morn of azure
The deep violet-indigo night
Pierced by dawns new sunrise
Light
The still waters and smooth
Stones
His nature is forgiveness
Eyes of transparent kindness...

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every blade of grass has a memory
each yellow dandelion has her own song to sing
I marvel at the miracle of the red clover with her circular leaves
purposeful ant marches past my musings, giving me a withering look...

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Time. Marches on;
tasting the blood of hikers,
   who would not-
   reach the summit.

          *

   Red clover.
I walk under the black
   moon to light-
     the fire.

           *

   Meet me
sometime,in the half way
   house, I have forgotten
     my name.


Satish Verma...

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I deep-sixed toys, games, a bed and a picture book
Our font porch now has a much more organized look
In May I kept hundreds of junk I did not need
Crayolas, pinwheels, and blue petunia seed

Weirdly thinking I might someday need this or that
bent clarinet, torn photo and stuffed bat
knife broken in two, huge bag of red clover
a lesson this hoarder learns over and over...

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Bumble bee on
the move, from
flower to flower,
seeing red clover,
it stops for a while.

Humming it's way
    around this
nature palace
so free, to take
pollen back to
     hive.

Nectar so enchanting
to draw each one
to the colorful flowers
in the fresh outdoors.

Knowing that
all flowers would
soon fade away,
if not for the bumble
bee's hard work.

wrote 9-4-08...

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