by Christy Teas |
Azalea of new
Bring the cornflower New
Evening Sun absorbed by the Glory of the snow
Calling upon the peach blossom slow
Ever the Lilacs are mixed fair
Dote on the Gerberas over there
Abridge and count petals of a Greater Celandine
Round about the Croas shines
At the Spoonwood for a mile
Nearing the sweet pea as Axalea of New.
by Anindya Mohan Tagore |
child, father, father daughter, god, love, spiritual,
Loving you is a boon
You came in as a bliss
I offer my sweet kiss
Oh! my honey dew toon
My dark night's hopeful moon
My dream's cute little Miss
You are growing like trees
Like the Pines on the ridge
Where wishes get abridge
Only God to appease
And none other to please
On His feet like a midge
I can see God in you
Oh! my sweet honey dew
(c) Anindya Mohan Tagore (Bobby)
by dana thomas |
allusion, art, emotions, feelings, for her, love, missing,
How lovely does one’s eyes, sparkle in light.
How one’s touch, gentle, no silk could compare.
How one’s love, everlasting, full life.
How one’s beauty, allusive, if be fair.
My soul, empty, ever so I want her.
My mind, abridge, disquiet, I need peace.
My lips, speechless, words cannot register.
My body, still, love is just a belief.
She, a blossom, so divine but graceful.
She, like water, calming, always oneself.
She, not knowing, how her beauty travels.
She, so loving, never scared to show herself.
She, a mystery, invisible and free.
Who is she, I know not, the one to be?
by Mike Gentile |
love, romantic, romantic love,
I can think of nothing sweeter
Than to lay the course with you
For with every hill and valley,
Love comes clearer into view
To experience together
All that life can send our way
Is all I’ve ever wanted
Yet so difficult so say
To navigate expression of my love,
A mighty task
For how does one abridge the world
To give to you, I ask
In few and simple words
I want all that can be ours
So give to me your sunshine
And give to me your showers
Sunshine and Showers