Gold Poems

Popular Gold Poems
The Sunrise Hills
by Evelyn Judy Buehler

all is intensely golden
from here to the horizon
sky and earth have become one
bluebirds everywhere

undulating hills await
the lush greenness of the day
in the rich dawn summershine
floating butterflies

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I Dream of Treasure
by Saleh Ben Saleh

I have a chart,
to a piece of art.
It’s in a trunk,
In a ship that sunk.
I need the elite,
for the task to complete.
I’ll pay in pound,
Once it’s found.

The chest was grey,

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Sunflower of Night
by Evelyn Judy Buehler

sunflower of night
with petals washed in moonglow
dreaming of the noon

lavishly lovely
wrapped in velvety darkness
in summer's green hour

the warm breezes blow
riffling the golden petals

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Candy Colored
by Evelyn Judy Buehler

the skies blazed golden
which turned deep chocolate brown
a luscious sunset

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Roses in Gold
by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Roses in gold sheen
glinting fire at hot June noon
Sun washed garden blooms
Sparkling city paved in gold
in scents of summer so old

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Recent Gold Poems
I Dream of Treasure
by Saleh Ben Saleh

I have a chart,
to a piece of art.
It’s in a trunk,
In a ship that sunk.
I need the elite,
for the task to complete.
I’ll pay in pound,
Once it’s found.

The chest was grey,

......

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Roses in Gold
by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Roses in gold sheen
glinting fire at hot June noon
Sun washed garden blooms
Sparkling city paved in gold
in scents of summer so old

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Summer Gradually
by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Summer, and the sunglow hours are creeping, so slowly by
with red ruby treasures, waiting placidly, all day in the sky
But, twilight finally ends, with the perfume of black blooms

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Honey
by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Sunshine,
embracing all.
So mellow like honey!
You are lighting up all my days,
and blooms come to call, wherever you fall.
Greenest days under sapphire skies!
We live in a gold world,
and we all seek
Sunshine.

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Old Gold
by Evelyn Judy Buehler

I had for long been impoverished, as is often the case with writers,
Though I worked most diligently, at times even pulling all-nighters.

Rosy dreams kept me going, although times were frequently rough,
As black night fuels its moonlight, lending reveries that turn to fluff.

My friends and family tried to help, by permitting me frequent loans,
As steady waves forever assist, to make hued pebbles out of stones.

Each day I grew steadily older, however my life was going nowhere,

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