Through the green twilight of a hedge
I peered, with cheek on the cool leaves pressed,
And spied a bird upon a nest:
Two eyes she had beseeching me
Meekly and brave, and her brown breast
Throbb'd hot and quick above her heart;
And then she oped her dagger bill, -
'Twas not a chirp, as sparrows pipe
At break of day; 'twas not a trill,
As falters through the quiet even;
Whale on the mantlepiece.
Gel pen recreation.
Cover me in glimmering things!
Bury the shiny bone dust
in the ashes of the earth’s crust.
Let the natural roll of dust dance!
Take it over the hill beyond me.
Into the crater,
A bird came down the walk:
He did not know I saw;
He bit an angle-worm in halves
And ate the fellow, raw.
And then he drank a dew
From a convenient grass,
And then hopped sidewise to the wall
To let a beetle pass.
A wonderful bird is the pelican
His bill can hold more than his belican
He can take in his beak
Food enough for a week
But I'm damned if I see how the helican
Sunshine was scintillating, for it was just past idle noon,
As the orange summer sun, endlessly chased after the moon.
I perceived a pretty hummingbird, upon a giant purple bloom,
Its irridescent green coloring, creating memories of June.
It was in heart of summer, and golden sunlight hurt my eyes,
Like the stinging tears that come, when making sad goodbyes.
The heat was upon us, with hummingbirds and red butterflies,
And the green bird kept on humming, in a year of dragonflies.
rose petals on breeze
a dress up gown for downtown
a moonlit sunset
cushioned beauty and comfort
noon butterfly's wings
garden of my bleeding hearts
the sunshine stunners
a varicolored valley
calla lilies wild
blacks reds and orange
at home with pinks and yellows
the swinging season
pink robin in leaves
strutting towards the sunset
hopefulness and devotion
it is a spring bloom
in the deep blue of the skies
born of springtime dreams
in the orange gold of sun
singing under cobalt skies ~
unseen midst green leaves
The purplish crimson sun's now arising,
And buds are waiting on yellow rosebush.
Yesterday lessons for today are guiding,
As birds take violet skies of dawn hush.
The youth grew so quickly, time's ambush!