tangelo sunrise
suggests day full of promise
lifting my spirits
Categories:
tangelo, sun,
Form: Haiku
What a cameo in the hot harmattan eve !
Sweet soursop scents marinated with the haze
And all the other ones impasse in my qui vive .
Words became satisfying minting juice ,
Black with currents ,mingled bittersweet after
Soft like lush ripe and delicious in undying truth .
But In this colorful world of pines and apples ,
With the sour and the dapples between the toil
We will weather the rains and dry foggy nights .
In all laughter and of youthful lovers delight ,
Not of science of apples falling for clues
Nor of religion with the doom preceding the bite .
But with all hope hope from a trampled rose ,
Earnestly rooting for the hazelnuts
Swinging between the canes of sugars and beats.
As it touches the ground like a whispered prayer,
With heaven's own sacramental wine
Wholesome and pristine “
Five centimeters beneath the dangling papayas ,
under a starry night gaze with splendor
Can you see how vividly the moonlight scrawls the pomegranate.
Beneath moist soils with seeded holes !
Hold your grounds your sprouting melon
So here’s to your juice you amazing Tangelo
Hold your grounds with bunches of love .
Categories:
tangelo, beauty, bible, color, faith,
Form: Free verse
Orioles, blue jays, blackbirds, and red robins all sing
robustly to tangelo sun, as meadows and woods ring.
All through spring and summer gloss, as roses glisten,
Nature's noonday, jade heartbeats, cause all to listen!
Glittering gold on green lakes-an afternoon of amber,
Exotic trills rise, in quiet hours of persimmon glamour.
Saffron songs swell in the orange peel, blossom fields,
entrancing them into a dark orange dance of the hills.
Rivoli's hummingbird hums, in a purple and teal coat
even donned in green and brown, in marigold soaked.
Nightingale croons plaintive, florid, butterscotch arias,
and there is revelry of roses, in far, marmalade areas!
Day is so long for rufous hummingbird, in fiery plumes,
Enriching hot, lime spaces, with apricot, droning tunes.
Categories:
tangelo, beautiful, bird, color, nature,
Form: Acrostic
Dreamy days of summer, violet petals on the wind,
Apple green forest music, too bad it will soon end,
Petals cover wild walkways, summer's just leaving,
Trees are weeping beauty, summer is just grieving.
Tangelo sun is arising, full of destiny and purpose,
Like fading seasons, always managing to resurface.
Sunlit carpet of petals, late in a pretty garden year,
Like puffy clouds, always going, until others appear.
Categories:
tangelo, beauty, color, flower, nature,
Form: Rhyme
The sun was sporting a radiant yellow,
with headlong pause, upon entering her space.
Tanned and serene, cheered by warm fellow,
Larissa’s slightly demure, emanating grace,
framed in the joyful shine of bittersweet tangelo.
Sungaze tints her bucolic gown, each thread,
a xanthous treat in the field of convergent reap.
The stipple wheat, its ocean of resonant red,
veils her pretty feet, as the sun gently falls asleep.
Autumn stumbles out, as Summer slips into bed.
Larissa Laluna with short crop of hair, breathes
in cooling air, the moon playfully turns her white.
The baby’s breath and roses, her sallow wreaths.
A figurine of snow, softly pirouetting at twilight.
Hope’s found in indulgent seasons she unsheathes.
Tapping on her bare shoulder, a yellow rush,
while pastel tulips color the lady’s countenance.
The bounty of seasons, Larissa’s paragon-blush.
The harvest moon, the gypsy’s discountenance
of rivers of green, blue sky, and a sunny paintbrush.
10/4/2021
Emile Pinet’s Quintain (Sicilian) Poetry Contest
HMS
Categories:
tangelo, imagery, moon, seasons, sun,
Form: Quintain (Sicilian)
Tantalizing
Truffles taunt temptation
Tangelo trifles flirt
Taffy tempts – sweet come-ons
Tiramisu temptress
Tapioca tart traps
Toffee lures – Turn! Take off!
Triumph ‘ore seduction
Seven lines; six syllables per line
4-27-21
Contest: Pleiades T
Sponsor: Kim Merryman
Categories:
tangelo, celebration, longing, sweet,
Form: Pleiades
Lemons are sour and limes are green
mandarins are as sweet is anything
I like oranges
Kumquats and clementines have funny names
grapefruits and pomelos taste the same
I like oranges
Sweeties are as sweet is citrus goes
but I would rather eat a tangelo
I like oranges
Uglis help make your skin gleam
for high cholesterol eat a tangerine
I like oranges
Oranges oranges nay nay nay
makes a tasty marmalade
Orange soda is the best
OJ makes your breakfast
Orange Kool-AId childhoods
orange Hi-C is understood
Orange sherbet, zest from the peal
orange is a fantastic smell
Eat them raw piece by piece
oranges are a juicy feast
Orange candies fun to eat
oranges are a favorite treat
I like oranges
Categories:
tangelo, fruit, fun, humorous, silly,
Form: Rhyme
Orange Lovers
The artist Michaelangelo
loved to eat a tangelo
and Da Vinci could be seen
munching on a tangerine
Celebrity or Famous Person Contest
Sponsored by Tanya Kitchin
March 29, 2019
Categories:
tangelo, art,
Form: Clerihew
Like an eye through a keyhole
the moon's eclipse obfuscates
sun's white incandescence,
turns the solstice to morgue-gray.
As mist rises from a charcoal lake
laced with ice's torn edges
minions of leafless oak and alder
witness in slate silence
winter's pewter ghost,
floating phoenix-like
above July's embers
when water shimmered with indigo,
rippling tangelo butterflies in its wake.
Now sirens of graphite shores
lure like dark sentinels into platinum light
to unleash the fortunes
of this nether wasteland.
Categories:
tangelo, color, imagery, moon, winter,
Form: Ekphrasis
Autumn arrives astride a chilly breeze
Urged to paint the leaves before Winter's freeze.
The forest faires are all set to go
Under Luna's metallic golden glow.
Magnificent gilded moonbeams unfold,
Natural beauty that's strikingly bold.
Caramel amber, copper, and yellow,
Offset a reddish-orange tangelo.
Like a shimmering swarm of honey bees
Ochers harmonize in the tops of trees.
Rustling mosaics cerise and brindled brown,
Scatter, as brisk breezes blow them around.
(Acrostic)
9/19/2017
Categories:
tangelo, autumn, beautiful, imagery, nature,
Form: Acrostic
The night a blazing orange.
A sense of freedom and adventure cuts through the air-
Nothing can stop us now!
The sun sets to leave only a tinge of amber,
As the day creatures turn to their beds except for us-
The night creatures,
For whom has sprung to life.
We run wild across the land,
While the tangelo skies soar above us.
Have you ever felt blood orange?
Inspiration blossoms from within as the heart pulses,
To throw open a window.
To exscape reality.
Your steps are light and ethereal.
The high of the night that will never end.
Categories:
tangelo, adventure, color, feelings, freedom,
Form: I do not know?
Dawn unhurriedly raises,warms and embraces as fresh soothingly breezes quiet the daylight.
Aromas of sweet morning glories blanket the air while the valiant trees ballet in majesty
with no cares.
Melody of the robin enlightens the way.
Daybreak is welcomed for it’s lengthy new day.
Strenuous hours of exerting toil, all come to an end.
Tangelo moon is in position, time for the daylight to descend.
First glow of tawny stars, nighttime must fall.
Dusk fiercely conquers, silence deafening all.
The crickets orchestral skulk and towers.
Symphonies of obscurity harmonize for hours.
High in it’s throne the wise owl sits and listens.
Over the horizon a new light, dawn again has risen.
Dawn unhurriedly raises,warms and embraces as fresh soothingly breezes quiet the daylight.
Aromas of sweet morning glories blanket the air while the valiant trees ballet in majesty
with no cares.
Melody of the robin enlightens the way.
Daybreak is welcomed for it’s lengthy new day.
Categories:
tangelo, happiness, inspirational, life, love,
Form: Blank verse
Slowly I rise. I patiently await my royal cue.
I wait for my brother’s last radiant tangelo hue.
Darkness will have vanished. All will welcome the new day.
My beams of warmth will blanket my children at play.
From the grass in the meadow, to the lofty tops of the trees.
I comfort the deer’s’ in the forest. The birds. The bees.
My sister; the breeze gently cools all that’s in sight.
As for me, I sit firmly casting majestical brilliance of light.
Long and hard hours of labor, is how my day is spent.
I will have done my duty. I will leave in content.
Soon the birds will flock to the trees. All gone for the night.
My brilliance will have faded. There’ll only be my brother’s amber light.
Orchestra of crickets will announce my brother’s new start.
My time here, final. My majestical brilliance must depart.
I am needed elsewhere. Others need my brilliant light.
I must go. To one and all, I wish you peace. Goodnight.
Categories:
tangelo, happiness, nature, peace,
Form: Sonnet