Seasons Yellow Poems

Imagine ... our continental divide,
seen by nose lengthers who are not sharp-eyed.
The Yellow-Bellied Marmots, host the most,
from the northernmost down off the west coast.
There are...

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Mistaking falling yellow leaves
For bees, even as trees are dying....

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Autumn, the present season
Changes of cadences and colors
It's a very charming time
Which only lies in errors.

The leaves are no longer green
Except those of the everlasting...

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The moon has set: bright, revealing its peace
As the radiance of its light gives close warmth
To bail me out of subsequent release
That keep up yelling...

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When I had to take a special car back to Liverpool
Through the speedily running windows, on the rolling hills
The Yellow Acacia continued to flash before...

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Hot
Summer sun scorches
The breath still

Morning wave
Buries its hate
In scratching grass-sounds

Floating yellow
Line of sight bends
In brain-sensed tease

Echoes
Empty canyons fall
Beyond stillness

Caution winds silent spirals,
Soaring distance -- unswerving...

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The house in the yellow daisies,
is captivated by breezy graces,
near a meadow very green.

Bluebirds flutter by in summer,
scarlet berry bushes to plunder,
where nature is queen.

Gold...

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Life’s cyclic existence from death to rebirth
best understood this season of burgeoning.
Flora, as Phoenix, rises from the sodden earth
in graceful flourish of death unburdening
itself with...

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Yellow sand from the desert
Makes the landscape sepia
Even you in it
Looks like  in an old photo...

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Looking out at the old oak  tree in my front yard today, I see myself as she is, stripped of all my former beauty...

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winter is coming 
after the tail of autumn 
yellow leaves frowning

-25.11.2020 Chattogram...

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From a high vantage point I see
a vast vista of the Rockies,
through green spruce rises frozen flame,
yellow aspens blazing untamed.
Leaves bright in their autumnal coat,
amaze...

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September, November seasons refresh,
trees change their colour to wear a new dress,
Rub hands, mist in breath, colder evening walk,
leaves rustling under feet, stroll in the...

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Mother nature never fails to steal the show 
As the seasons come and seasons go
Spring doth bring on fine romance 
Joy in happenchance
Where on hills
Dance
Daffodils...

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The seasons change with time,
picture mother nature 
as a fashion designer 
who can't make up her mind.
Talking to the trees:
Ok, everyone, everyone,
fashions for fall.
Green is...

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