On deep green runways
prance the pinks, plums, reds and blues
Photogenic blooms!
Much beauty under teal skies
Then dusk scents, Belladonna.
Velvet petals, famed
for rich matchless, twirling styles
at springtime's debut
Mass unaffected pretties
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red plumes, sunset blooms
since denim sky blues faded
lookalikes, sweet fumes
ever moving wind
fragrant and changing like sky
cedes to misty trend
reds, pinks, plums and golds
the world I knew went away
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Fall
captured
my blithe heart
Such parting songs
on pretty pathways,
with colors in my eyes
Crisp days of cool circumstance
and fires at flickering evening
Final flowers stain the grass with hues
Filled with goodbye blues, the sun's retreating.
......
yellow tulips bloomed
just a memory ago
among flaming reds
blues and creamy whites
scented joys of last season
tulip abundance
just heartbeats ago
rich bouquets adorned my room
......
I was an experienced astronomer, with bright eyes ever turned to the stars,
As the mysterious, intelligent aliens, might in their turn, be looking to ours.
Space had always held fascination for me, with wonders of worlds unknown,
Like the wonder of the tiniest of seedlings, turned to a red bloom full-blown.
So, my work wasn't just a job for me, but was rather something much more,
Like the glad sunshine of greeting, an accustomed visitor to your front door.
My tiny house was on a grassy hill, on the southern edge of the friendly city,
......
And as you walk through these familiar streets,
You notice small details you used to overlook:
The worn-out benches where people rest,
The graffiti that boldly splashes stories;
The fleeting smiles of passing strangers…
Each moment feels so much more precious-
Each breath a gift, not to be taken for granted.
You accept that endings are part of the journey;
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Sunday church garden
of lime green blooms, reds and creams-
Luxuriousness!
Gracefulness and scented smiles
greet butterflies in hued styles.
Orange, yellows, pinks
in the sweet whirlwind of days!
Gathered together.
To the silence, bluebirds sing
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Like the Sphinx
Igor lies regally
With eyes closed off
To the world.
He finds his zen
And feels the breeze
But knows not how much
He is revered.
In you, dear Mother, my pride resides,
No hate could ever in my heart abide.
Nine months within your loving embrace,
You nurtured me with boundless grace.
You taught me to speak, to write, to stand,
Guided me with a gentle hand.
A part of you, you gave to me,
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Rhododendron poof
and purple fumes fill my world
Lavish, rich nature.
Maroon like the dawn of days
greeting the sun's honey glaze.
Saffron finch descends
to join the elegant crowd
vast and varying
in colors of the rainbow
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