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We lie ‘neath the oak
on a carpet of brown leaves
that lost their amber glory.
With eyes tightly shut,
we envision spring’s return—
hoping our love does the same.
Dale Gregory Cozart
love, romance, seasons, summer,
As brief as summer you swept
across my heart's desert
like a Santa Ana wind's hot caress.
Now the eastern passes
are still as virgin rocks
unto a land whispering
of forgotten wildflowers.
In your absence marigolds bloom not
with the disappeared mockingbird.
Only as the last petals
of amaryllis wither do I ache.
You brought me a translucence
of amber for my burnished bouquet.
Love was an ebullience of golden wheat,
our laughter a resplendence of sunflowers.
death, faith, imagination, lost love, love, nature, on writing and words, philosophy, sea, seasons, song-time,
Now my tendrilled soul,
Has found its pergola-- Christ--
To wind its way up....
love, sea, seasons
F alling in love with Winter; she’s ice cold dressed in snow white lace
A ll the while dating Summer, who’s still sizzling hot
L ove affairs bruised with revengeful reds, oppressed oranges, and yelling yellows
L eaving Summer with a promise to one day rekindle their love
daughter, family, funny, happiness, life, love, mother, nature, nostalgia, peace, people, seasons
God’s Cleansing Tool
Cloud-Concerto… How Cool !
Plop-Plop Plopping into Pothole Pools
On the Grass, Pavements and On My Own-Sweet- Fools…
who, don’t have Sense enough, to get out of the Rain…
… I think I’ll go Join Them… Again
love, nature, seasons
that first peep of the crocus
breaking through frozen earth
longer hours of sunlight
bulbs drawn by brief sensations of warmth
like hearts that had lingered in frozen graves
waiting for gestures of kindness
ice melting, exposing vulnerability
enticing daffodils, hyacinths, lilies
often emerging too early
late frosts wilt blooms
premature buds succumb to April chills
no headstones, no names
only hope remains
perhaps next spring
a longer lifespan awaits
hearts and flowers
willing to face uncertainty again
*For Francine's "Flowers" contest
by Carolyn Devonshire
kissing in spring’s rain
your touch and sweet passion’s rush
in summer meadows
our bright autumn strolls
warm embraces and that glow
kissing in the snow
just you and me
in every season -
isn’t it loverly?
love, music, seasons,
nobile storm sospirando wind
calling dolce vespers of light
intimo, bound a song begins...
Contest~3 BY 8 IMAGE
Poet~ Rick Parise
poco a poco: little by little
nobile or nobilmente: in a noble fashion
love, nature, seasons,
Easy river run
down vast beauty light
in morning dawn
crest before my eyes
For Autumn rain has gone
sparking light of silver grace
now lay peaceful strokes
on hillside of new day
Each thought still remain
in splashed hues of poetic verse
a quenching bath of love
upon soft sky of birth
dedication, hope, love, sea, seasons, teen
Pressed against the cold, harsh night
We hold on to love
In the sweet, soft spring
We lay on a tall, steep hill
And hold on to love
Summer's baking heat
Hiding in the shade of trees
Still holding our love
The leaves are falling
Crunching beneath our footsteps
Forever, our love
We'll last through seasons
Enjoy our love together
Just you wait, my love.
happiness, love, nostalgia, romance, seasons,
The icy wind blows through
blushing our cheeks,
Eyes stinging and watering,
and mouths tinted purple.
Snow flurries whirl around us
nipping at our ears;
making our breath white and heavy.
So, we pretend to smoke.
But wide grins give away our game
With hearts purging laughter,
We look long at each other,
Eyes glinting sincerely happy sighs.
City sidewalks stretching out
Before concrete winterlands,
And you and me walking,
Holding and swinging our hands.
lost love, seasons, autumn,
As Autumn ignites,
The leaves burn with ember glow.
They fall like ashes.
life, lost love, love, passion, seasons, autumn, love,
Dearest Autumn of glory and rage
of windswept memory
still alive on the page
I ponder and dream
of love once held
the dusty book
alone on the shelve
If only to rekindle
a fire of orange glow
a lifetime of promise
of love I bestow
Each leaf of gold fire
imagination, lost love, nature, seasons
Purple Aster morn
Dew kisses soft moves slowly on
devotion, faith, love, seasons,
There are many holidays,
But only one is Christmas.
There are things that I don't know,
But I am sure of this much:
That Jesus Christ was sent from God,
And we have chosen this date
To observe the Savior's virgin birth--
To sing His praise, and celebrate.
life, love, passion, seasons,
Beneath cool green shade
we roil in inner undulations--
a fever of hands, a pox
of sunlight glinting
high canopies of summer trees.
Creeks crackle, clear
water molding speckled
pebbles as laughter
churns cooling shade
slipping past memories,
holding moments briefly --
white seeds of cottonwood
spinning in sun, settling
listlessly on a skin
devotion, girlfriend-boyfriend, imagination, love, seasons
The wind blows it’s gentle breeze,
Rustling leaves here and there,
A horn beeps then another,
The city cries, why me, where.
Bring back the time,
Bring back the joy,
Know you are mine,
Children playing, catch my, toy.
Beauty all around,
Flowers still blooming,
Some so profound,
Winter is coming, she is, going.
In a split instant,
Get out your knickers,
So many do care, alone sitting, in his chair.
Get on a plane,
Come to me please,
It is starting to rain,
I am starting to sneeze, set your mind, at ease.
I am on the edge of no return,
Something must happen,
The wheels must churn,
In the misty moonlight, playing, everything, is alright.
I confess my love
For you and now blossom's peek
Here awaiting spring
hope, life, love, seasons, time,
Winter whispers goodbye as
aggressive March cleanses
the Earth in preparation for
yellow hyacinths and
Free spirits enter with the
fierce wind, anticipating
renewal, living...yet waiting...
Ernesto P. Santiago
girlfriend-boyfriend, life, love, nature, on writing and words, people, seasons,
In thy garden, let
My muses, as I do now, spell
For thee, the sweet honey of spring where I humbly come.
lost love, seasons,
hear me call your name
a hushed love song on the breeze
spring becomes summer
sun beams cause blistering pain
and shine light on your absence
beauty, devotion, introspection, love, memory, remember, seasons, time,
Leave me now love, if you not would grow old.
Memory will keep your beauty on hold
For autumn afternoons when leaves turn gold
And on wintry eves when the days are cold.
Years will drift by like clouds upon the wind,
Painting the dappled landscape of my mind
With visions of impressionistic hue
Of love I left behind when I was new.
A view from afar is never so dear
As the heartfelt warmth of one who is near.
I’d rather share the seasons as they pass
Then scan them through memory’s looking glass.
Ernesto P. Santiago
husband, imagination, love, people, seasons, social, wife,
Obviously, I am kissed
Once more by destiny
When clock touching
The summer moonlight night
And, flatten the thought
By the buzzing bug
With a fiery lips, awaking
My lonesome blood
Into whacking as I fell
Into her breath
With its natural scent
Like Venus, the god
Wrapped my lonely body
By sweet loving hand
That I felt like
To be licked
By you, again and again
Annalise Brigham...a.k.a. Audrey Haick
love, nature, sea, seasons
When you look at a butterfly, what do you see?
The brilliant color and intricate design
A soft, gentle creature, serene
That morphs through its lifetime
And debuts in spring
Dressed in the most glorious attire
Even royalty is envious
Fragile but free with no inhibitions
Pleasing the eye of its beholder
When you look at a butterfly, what do you see?
I see a conveyor bearing
Two hearts attached for its wings
Each independent of the other
Yet they function as one
Exploring enchanted gardens
Tasting an array of choicest delights
Come each spring two hearts reborn
Grown together and morph into one
When you see a butterfly, what do you see?
Joseph Spence Sr
faith, hope, life, love, peace, people, seasons,
Shall not prevail this season
Peace to all mankind