Color Poems
Twilight of the Bluejay
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
sapphire on sapphire
at the rise of jewelled night
when the stars flash fire
mysterious quest
like the wide-eyed owl spying
as beauty's fading
in the vast deep blue
the scarlet sun is sinking
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A Spectrum of Bliss
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
God gave the world color to add interest and beauty,
Matched and perfectly blended, from purples to ruby,
From autumn leaves to endless lavender fields of joy,
And from forest birds, to evening sunsets we enjoy!
Cherished sweet blooms, crowding the gardens of summer,
Days like the gay peacocks, strutting past in a blur!
The orchards of sunshine days, ripe and pretty to eat,
And the whiteness of winter, giving relief from heat.
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The Mysterious Crowd
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Who are the individuals who make up this crowd,
As they are off to their various destinations,
Preoccupied with living in the thrill of pastime,
Their wandering paths intersecting so many others?
Through the burnished days beneath this common sun,
Evasive footsteps of far and near come frantically!
Vibrant birds sing above, under a spell of summer;
And footstep rush to uncover innumerable secrets.
From orange gold dawn to the red lavender sunset,
Every single person is going their own unique way,
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Flowering
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
floral's the mood she's in,
for lush nature's gone wild,
field tree and bush bear blooms,
fragrant spells being cast,
fair blooms in reign of hues,
from June until the fall,
fanciful nature's whim!
Autumn Breeze
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
coolest ecstasies
high noon sun was most cruel
vibrant leaves fall down
the breeze has found me
after searching all the world
among the late blooms
all the season's best
happened in a single day
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Color Me Slowly
by Joel C
Color me slowly,
lilac mist across my face—
the hush of dusk before I go.
Let soft sky blue gather
across my chest,
a quiet kind of silence
like a cloudless day
hiding me,
like a secret that lingers.
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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,
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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
