Colors Poems
After Fresh Silver Raindrops
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Colors now shimmer in golden, backlit mist
where blue hydrangeas and red roses coexist
Purples and oranges adore a fresh morning.
Flighty trouble has, at last, gone away, riled
Since the mellow hour, my sunshine smiled
The green and pink birds are finally soaring!
Naturally, nature must love beauty so much
To shower flowers with silver, gold and such
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Life Passing Me By
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
From obscurity come the strangers
Fading away, like old dangers.
Walking the street of flowers
more people pass every hour
A few are pleasantry exchangers.
Near my porch, robin sings
Beautiful music for summer swing!
Red berries in a bowl
Kelly green butterfles, on patrol
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Sangfroid
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Fall.
Sweet songs
fill the air,
in icy times.
'Neath magenta skies
stoic redbird dances,
on bare twigs, to his own song.
He revels in blue stars and snow
awaiting first rays of coral sun.
Touched by a mystery lady of green,
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Not Much of a Choice
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Cooper was a large and curious tiger, the bright star of a motley circus,
Always out of step with others; like erring moon, of dawn skies, citrus.
He was well fed and got lots of attention, like rave days of mist roses,
When silver moments tell true stories, before the latterly hour closes.
Whenever other tigers went left, Cooper went steadfastly, to the right,
As they did their pretty, big top tricks-to the merry audiences' delight!
Yes, Cooper's antics became part of the act. It made the people laugh!
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Saturday Afternoon
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Fervent redbirds began to croon,
As onyx shadows danced in tune,
Idle afternoon of peacock plumes,
amid greenness and floral fumes.
Saffron sunshine forever resumes,
with memories of pale, pink moon.
Gardener's pride, flowers maroon,
seeking the usual golden fortune,
under skies of lost purple balloon,
and mystery clouds, leaving soon.
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Life Passing Me By
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
From obscurity come the strangers
Fading away, like old dangers.
Walking the street of flowers
more people pass every hour
A few are pleasantry exchangers.
Near my porch, robin sings
Beautiful music for summer swing!
Red berries in a bowl
Kelly green butterfles, on patrol
......
Sangfroid
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Fall.
Sweet songs
fill the air,
in icy times.
'Neath magenta skies
stoic redbird dances,
on bare twigs, to his own song.
He revels in blue stars and snow
awaiting first rays of coral sun.
Touched by a mystery lady of green,
......
After Fresh Silver Raindrops
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Colors now shimmer in golden, backlit mist
where blue hydrangeas and red roses coexist
Purples and oranges adore a fresh morning.
Flighty trouble has, at last, gone away, riled
Since the mellow hour, my sunshine smiled
The green and pink birds are finally soaring!
Naturally, nature must love beauty so much
To shower flowers with silver, gold and such
......
Not Much of a Choice
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Cooper was a large and curious tiger, the bright star of a motley circus,
Always out of step with others; like erring moon, of dawn skies, citrus.
He was well fed and got lots of attention, like rave days of mist roses,
When silver moments tell true stories, before the latterly hour closes.
Whenever other tigers went left, Cooper went steadfastly, to the right,
As they did their pretty, big top tricks-to the merry audiences' delight!
Yes, Cooper's antics became part of the act. It made the people laugh!
......
Red Rooster's Point of View
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Julian and Joan were married, just as glitter is joined to crystal sun.
Julian was a famous violinist, like redbirds making music, in season.
Joan had a variety of elegant shoes. Of them, she was rightly proud.
Like seagulls of lakes and sky, whom liberty makes scream out loud!
The Halls were very busy people, like smoky shadows, ever moving;
And mornings were most hectic, like windblown petals, disapproving.
Flowering ferns graced their country house, when old friends came;
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