by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
love, rose,
If love could have a color, I suppose
it wouldn’t be just any common shade.
I’d name it for the colors of the rose.
In heaven’s hues this flower is arrayed!
From chaste love’s hush of pink to heady rush
that’s shown by cardinal or crimson red,
the rose reveals the grades of ardor’s blush
unto the time it’s thought that passion’s fled.
But in the tint of amaranth, the fire
endures; in purple deep it can transcend,
while yellow blooms in bliss that does not tire,
and white’s fidelity will have no end.
Though black the bud, a red will grow thereof.
By any other name, the rose is love.
by Sara Kendrick |
Categories:
color, life, nature,
Heavy steel blue clouds dominate
The morning sky before day
A cool but dampness fills the air
Out on the porch to stay
A short while to enjoy the view
Before the sun rise red
To hear the crickets sing their tune
And roosters' song some dread
A Cardinal chirps to his mate
Songs of love at daybreak
Magenta coats horizon's clouds
Beautiful ~ no mistake
The Master Artist strokes earth's canvas
With colors of his design
Man can try to duplicate them
Given a lifespan of time
Beauty for just a few minutes
Then swish nature's scene's changed
Cobalt blue clouds hang suspended
As fog floats 'pon the range
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by Tania Kitchin |
Categories:
beautiful, bird, nature,
Dressed in bright red, standing proud
Feathers flapping bright, magnificently loud
Chirping, composing a love song
Take notice, in a flash he'll be gone
Happily feasting on seed all alone
Brown feathers appear, she's at his throne
by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories:
bird, lost love, memory,
welcoming songbird beckons sun
berry bright singer on snowy landscape
tragedy’s summer sting leaves me undone
warm tears still fall on autumn leaves
till winter shrugs its cold shoulder
ushers isolation as my somber heart grieves
return, wee harbinger of spirit connection
your engaging trill evokes smiles
and his voice fills me with recollection
oh, cardinal, turn your songs to love’s ember
convey my gratitude to a love that passed
let your melody gently whisper, “remember”
*February 13, 2019
*Many believe that a red cardinal sighting is a sign that a spirit seeks to connect. Cardinals also symbolize renewal of spirit within ourselves.
by John Rhinem |
Categories:
hope, life, love,
Gazing dreamful into the stars while clutching tightly their marmalade moon ~
Gliding joyous unto it's milky ways; verical horizons spinning in lavas flowing
Galaxies, erupting to burst the melting sun; volcanic ashes of crimson hues
Genesis within love's cardinal colours; universal collusions, wherein all is new....
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...."Celestia's Heart" *
by Sara Kendrick |
Categories:
devotion, faith, life, naturesun,
Someone dipped their fanbrush
Into the charcoal gray
Painted the sky in whispy clouds
To open up my day
They softeded the dreary color
By telling the sun to rise
Bringing a harvest of cherries
Right before my sleepy eyes
Thanks be to the benefactor
Who graced my day with surprise
How I love these charcoal mornings
With color in the Eastern sky
The sun has now painted
The clouds an apricot color
Looks like a gaint female Cardinal
Flying through the air
What a way to begin a day
With color that flies so fair
by Mike Gentile |
Categories:
beautiful, beauty, nature, world,
No need, the vanity of life
No need the silly, foolish quest
’Tis not a contest or a feat
To contemplate which one is best
For beauty lives within the mind
And so its shape or hue may change
It’s value is no more, no less
For one it’s real, for one it’s strange
The color of the world we know
The gentle grace of its delight
That beckons us to touch the love
Grows lovelier with every sight
To celebrate with nature’s gift
With every gaze that I suppose
Would never choose between the two
Between the Cardinal and the Rose
by Lisa Ricci |
Categories:
bereavement, dream,
"feathered dreams"
you appear as only you can
breezing in softly as a feather
whispering sounds of a bird and
with angelic love shown through
each night before closing my eyes
I wish hard waiting to see you
asking still to hear your voice
just as a cardinal there you are
lasting footprints clearly remain
as your essence forever shadows me
guiding me from what was to what is
and the reality of how we were one
on any given night I continue my plea
for another video of sight and sound
hoping you'll visit or return to me
holding hands in feathered dreams
SkyWatcher
10-24-23
by Sara Kendrick |
Categories:
animals, devotion, inspirational, life, love, nature, seasons
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Red Cardinal comes
First female male eat suet_
Gentleman inborn
by Mia Pratt |
Categories:
bible, love, simile,
Love is like a tropical island
It is found in every direction you look
North, south, east and west on the map
where it sits very patiently
surrounded by calm seas
if not found there would be no paradise
Love is like a tropical island
for which its suitors search for its gold
within its golden sand, if it's not found
the island's volcanoes will erupt
and there would be no paradise
Love is like a tropical island
Where its suitors convey knowledge
Of every cardinal point, ocean depth
And trade winds all over the island
If they aren't able to locate
Its golden treasure
There would be no paradise
by Paula Goldsmith |
Categories:
bird, love, red, song, sweet, tree, uplifting,
beautiful red bird singing and eating your seed oh how I love you
Date Written:1/18/2021
5 Place
A Cardinal, Blue Jay, or Chickadee Haiku
Contest Judged:1/22/2021
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
by John Hamilton |
Categories:
appreciation, god, introspection, love, power, rain, wisdom,
Love, Justice, Wisdom and Power,
cardinal qualities of God,
raining down on us all in a copious shower.
We can embrace them all,
drinking them in, til we're soaking wet.
Or shield ourselves from them,
running in avoidance,
living life in perpetual regret.
John Derek Hamilton November 11,2015
by Jemmy Farmer |
Categories:
love, me, time,
My mind is still on your Grecian isle yet lost
Through time to another place where I exist
As Sappho sings her songs to me once more
And time unites worlds.
I dream as you lie beside me of rivers
Winding gently down your sloping hills, curving
Around the whispered breeze as you breathe, inhaling
Senses from my heart.
Awaken Aphrodite with discreet kisses
Placed in indiscreet places as sunlight calls
Revealing the night of cardinal pleasure
And whispers hello!
by Christopher Marcum |
Categories:
art, faith, life, love
Advents diffusion crossing the nighttimes
Eclectically assembled sky....
Paragons cardinal moment amid this
The Masterstrokes ~
Brushing such as these, millennial stars!?
Daeothisis, turning gently pensives kaleidoscope in
Jurisdictions palette of hand....
Sine qua nons, plus quam perfectums
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Didactic, school of art ~
by Anne-Lise Andresen |
Categories:
animal, beauty, nature,
tension in the air
a love affair is a choice ~
blue jays do rob nests
17/01/2021
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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A Cardinal, Blue Jay, or Chickadee Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
4th place in the contest
by Lisa Ricci |
Categories:
bereavement, death, memory, symbolism,
a dedication to all who are hurting and missing someone
“cardinal dreams”
between earth and heaven lie many things
symbols of butterflies grace and cardinals too
we look to them for comfort and assurance
along the way with open eyes patiently we wait
suddenly skies and rainbows magically unfold
revealing you are fine and always near
bestowing the gift you walk beside us
between earth and heaven lie cardinal dreams
SkyWatcher
January 2022
I will see you all very soon
yes how could I miss february and the gift of love
never...
thank you
by Sara Kendrick |
Categories:
faith, imagination, inspirational, introspection, life, love, mystery, nature
Snow covers softly
No movement except slow stream
Red flame cardinal
by Sunlite Wanter |
Categories:
love, nature,
Wonderful Sight
I saw a most wonderful sight;
A red cardinal feeding a sparrow
Beak to beak.
Compassion for big doves
Hogged the bird feeders,
Now why can’t we be like that?
by Nilima Deb |
Categories:
emotions, love, , cute,
You know , the eternal adoration is so sensuous
that makes the bond magically
towards the heart full of its poised essence.
And I am obedient enough to this wonderful color
of evergreen passion
lying on my inner eyes of captivating glance.
Nothing can be as cute as its early looks,
soft, tacit,tender , majestic
spectacularly grabs the flawless of my soul's reliance.
I never mind however the joy and woe are
woven into the kingdom of subjective life
in fact ,I venerate the spirit of its psychological sense.
Where there is mind there is alteration
and I look after the pep between this immutable gap
by capturing the images of each episode on my open lens.
by Craig Cornish |
Categories:
life,
a cardinal and a rose
braved the solstice frost,
one blackened, yet both proud
-their ends close, no matter
both sneer at the inevitable, while
their beauty is celebrated
one, a symbol of love
one, a symbol of everlasting
while, a little brown bird
knows a beholder is staring...
by Cynthia Jones |
Categories:
beautiful,
January snow storm
it started last night,
didn't know how much expect
but I wasn't filled with fright.
I love when the snow falls
so long as there isn't too much,
enjoy hearing it crunch 'neath my feet
I take pictures and such.
I went out and shoveled this morning
just for something to do,
my morning coffee had to wait
but that didn't make me blue.
Why be upset with a little bit?
About two feet is what we got,
it's still snowing outside though
and it still doesn't bother me a lot.
I'd like to get a picture of a blue jay
or even a cardinal...or two,
I would print them out
that would be something new.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Jan.13/2016
by Jeremy Michael |
Categories:
love, planet,
O! Sunnier than the sun is my love’s shine,
Her radiance gives birth to jocund mirth.
More lunatic in prowess fixed to pine,
Her aspect crazes more than pale moon’s dearth.
More martial in her count’nanced iron will,
Her courage braves the fields of warring doubts.
More swift, mercurial quick my thoughts are still,
Her face in them has ruling cardinal clout.
More jovial crowned, in manners utmost royal,
Her seat of influence has kingly stead.
More saturnine are those whose love’s most loyal,
Her absence grave as weighted bullet’s lead.
My love does bend the thieving gods’ weak knees,
Devoted strongly with venereal ease.
by Ivor Davies |
Categories:
introspection, love,
To love oneself and be at peace within
is neither greed nor yet a cardinal sin.
Unless ourselves we love in every way
there's no tomorrow in our darkest day.
When thus self love has filled our inner need
it’s only then our souls are truly freed.
For only that embedded in our heart
can be the seeds of love that we impart.
To give is better far than to receive,
to give what you have not will just deceive.
The love expressed by those who self do hate
will not survive the pressures of their fate.
To love oneself and be at peace within
is neither greed nor yet a cardinal sin.
Ivor G Davies
by Gregory Richard Barden |
Categories:
beauty, bereavement, bird, grief, muse, song,
a cardinal sang ...
sweet, to send my soul soaring,
til I saw his muse ...
a beautied mate - his one love -
cold and still ... on April snow.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Let The Pens Flow - Tanka" Poetry Contest, Jenish Somadas, Judge & Sponsor.
( Syllables = 5, 7, 5, 7, 7, counted at HowManySyllables.com )
by John E Wordslinger |
Categories:
love
I would like to thank you for your visit.
I have removed these poems for a distant future book publication.
I believe we poets, can make a difference
in this world. We live in the 21st century,
we have tools( technology), we have our past, and imagination.
We just don't have the courage, because
I guess most are afraid to fail, to loose money.
All I have to say is we can't take money with us,
when we die. I also say hasn't mankind failed enough,
and isn't mankind worth the effort, our children is worth the effort..
Thank you, and my your God Bless you
John E WordSlinger