Color Poems
Blue Screen
by Ayatullah Nurjati
TV screen or monitor is not a webcam
TV transmitter is definitely not BTS--Microwave is not a gadget Signal Transmitter
The pure blue color clearly differs from the colors with its moving appearance
Even though it is Blue in color and constantly swaying it still displays its original form
Tv always never complains even though he knows that he has been controlled by a power beyond his ability, he always does
It's like a monitor that always follows what the CPU instructs through the processor
They are powerless to refuse what is beyond their command
Even so, he remains committed to his nature to build civilization
A Walk in the Garden
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
A walk in the garden, with a pretty parasol,
A walk in pink blooms, near the terrace wall,
A walk in the sunshine, in high heel shoes-
Among gold, crimson peaches creams and blues.
A walk in the garden, silk dress and makeup,
Like sunset hues, calling for night to wake up.
A walk in beauty, in pretty high heel shoes,
And every direction I turn, the scent issues!
Violet Sundance
by Kirsten Sanders
Amid the vestiges of indigo nocturne,
The sky reverberates with anticipation.
The gradual rhythm of light
Breathes order and motion
Under the receding cloak
Of the once reigning night.
A solar sliver slips:
Belly to the horizon,
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Cacti Fever
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
The beauty of the scorching hot desert plains,
Is evident in turquoise skies and blooming cacti,
And at first unlikely glimpse, the memory remains,
Long after cherry red sun has left the evening sky.
Blooms of pink, red, orange and every other hue,
Provide lush charm on the sweltering desert sand,
And the occasional traveler receives a fervid view,
A sight that commands one to pause where they stand!
Flamingo Flame
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
flamingo sunset
just the hour their world's afire
whispers of moonlight
orange and pink sky
hues reflected in water
nighttime is dreaming
elegance and grace
commanding all the twilight
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Violet Sundance
by Kirsten Sanders
Amid the vestiges of indigo nocturne,
The sky reverberates with anticipation.
The gradual rhythm of light
Breathes order and motion
Under the receding cloak
Of the once reigning night.
A solar sliver slips:
Belly to the horizon,
......
Nuances of Pink
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Water lily lake
in hot pink epoch of sun
Coral lilies bob
Fuchsia flight, dusk melodies
Salmon rose sends scents
Moonlight lake gleams, as
skies darken to amaranth
Pink daisy twilight
Gathering sweet raspberries
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Play With Words
by Ayatullah Nurjati
Life is realizing Words
Many people speak in words
The words that were spoken seemed to be nil with reality
Unlike the Prophets, Apostles, some philosophers and writers who always play
with words, but it is real
When people already have a mandate they usually always betray words
It was as if the words had been sobbed with an utterance on behalf of humanity
and civilization
There are also many poets and philosophers who betray their own words, as if
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Blue Screen
by Ayatullah Nurjati
TV screen or monitor is not a webcam
TV transmitter is definitely not BTS--Microwave is not a gadget Signal Transmitter
The pure blue color clearly differs from the colors with its moving appearance
Even though it is Blue in color and constantly swaying it still displays its original form
Tv always never complains even though he knows that he has been controlled by a power beyond his ability, he always does
It's like a monitor that always follows what the CPU instructs through the processor
They are powerless to refuse what is beyond their command
Even so, he remains committed to his nature to build civilization
Haïti Est Humilié et Trahi
by Hébert Logerie
Haïti est un pays
Trahi par ses généraux et ses propres fils
Haïti est harcelé et humilié
Par ses généreux et ses propres alliés
L’argent, la gloire et le pouvoir
Dominent les actualités
Les apatrides veulent avoir
Tout ce qui a de la valeur
Haïti est dans un terrible malheur.
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