Colors Poems
Summer Rhythms
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Bass blues,
Live crimsons,
and wild orange!
Then loud twilight purples.
Sun days.
The Overripe Year
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Leaves
fallen
in lovely
fading colors
Light snow is flying
the year fast receding
now that harvest days are gone
Baby bluebirds have grown and flown
It's the beautiful, natural way
A Final Sundown
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
blooms mass in a vase
a vivid get together
days in sun recalled
wild hours of weather
when they were younger so green
remembering scenes
sunset blooms laughing
comparing lovely costumes
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Reclining Rose
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Reposed in shadows
within a realm of colors
dusty rose gown blurs.
All the flowers she adores ~
as gold love's beamed out of doors.
Green and purple blooms
are always in her warm face ~
'til she sinks in grace.
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Windswept
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
sailing on fresh breeze
my hat is off for a ride
alluring blue skies
fragrant flowers cringe
until gold moment all's clear
windsongs at windows
a determined quest
from orange clouds to the ground
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Green Days
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
warm green days have come
and candy striped rainbow skies
buttercup surprise
bee visits red rose
near the house of gold treasure ~
sweet beyond measure
purple lilies please
through sparkling emerald days
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Touching
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
fresh mango sunrise
pink sun's on the horizon
muted hues brighten
in sleek raven hours
pretty rainbow nudges grass ~
storms and sun contrast
gold mist strokes valleys
of grasshoppers and blue jays
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Beauty in a Mist
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Misty roses, red
with pink haze, orange lilies;
Lilac promenade.
Purple pansies on the porch,
dusk soon to carry the torch.
'At last' roses, peach
chocolate cosmos, shrouded,
Yellow daisies smile.
Gardens loved to distraction,
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Dance Before the Dark
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
All together, let us do the chicken splash,
Seeing how pink-orange sun never lasts.
Don't fight it, red stars are coming soon;
Like the ducks, let dive in stormy lagoon!
Through maroon monsoon, we all dance,
splashing and laughing, in silver romance.
Steel blue skies, cluck cluck. Run amuck!
If still seeking that rainbow, best of luck.
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In the Sun's Rosy Vicinity
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Little Arabella Miller lived in town, but far enough out in green country,
To watch the raspberry sun go down, and to climb a lavish, plum tree.
Arabella was seven-years-old, and had a three-year-old, baby brother;
Like the golden sunrise of promise, and unprecedented joys we discover.
Arabella Miller loved all of nature, and the myriad creatures who live it,
Like tuxedoed tits, warbling, or hide and seek chameleons, of quick exit.
Fog had lifted from Fern Valley, when favored friends came up to visit;
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