Free verse Poems
Altar
by Marilyn Chin
Why cry over dried flowers?
They're meant to be straw.
Why cry over miniature roses?
They're meant to be small.
Why cry over Buddha's hand citron?
Why cry over the hidden flower?
Why cry over Mother's burnt forehead?
Her votive deathglow, her finest hour.
Red and Pink
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
flamingos and sunsets
cherries and maple leaves
almond blossoms in sunshine
lipstick of high fashion
plummy plum tree blossoms
tulips and juicy watermelon
a flashy sports car at dawn
twilight pearls and rubies
bleeding hearts among roses
pomegranate and grapefruit
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Aged Like Wine
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Years go by like a purple blur of time,
As when the ripest grapes are turned,
Into the most luscious and aged wine!
Then memory itself often comes calling,
In sweltering sunshine and in the rain,
Like roaming bluebirds' memories of home,
Or the sweet memories of the honeybee!
Seasons come and go so colorfully vivid,
Obeying a golden rule of sunshine cycles.
Hectic time goes by quickly like rainbows,
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And it Was Sparkling
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Huge blossoms perched in a crystal vase;
And how it sparkled!
While early evening sun came in slanting,
In intense burgundy golden rays, flaming.
Beauty blooms bounced at west window,
And colors were flashing!
In a summer turned hummer-honeybees.
Varicolored blooms grace evening- so new,
Just as pearls in green grass-morning dew!
Sunburst Horizons
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
A ship sails upon coolly placid waters,
Into the sunset of many pastel colors,
Reflected in patches on deep blue seas,
Quite matching the skies' royal blue!
In the days of sun sea color and wind,
Into a hued horizon, soon it will blend.
Freedom and joy are not too far behind,
As purple martins follow warmer seasons.
Sun yellow to peach to orange pink red,
Drifting to sweet dreams on a watery bed!
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Beautiful Chaos
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Cruising along on a rolling highway,
Petals blowing in a passing breeze,
Bejeweled distant blue skies above,
And a ruby redbird crowd goes past.
The sun is in jade, luxuriant grasses,
And the hills are among ivory clouds,
Colored leaves make pretty scenery,
And russet apples fall from the trees.
Autumn breeze in my hair disheveled,
So common where wind has reveled,
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Glass Half Empty
by Tuesday .
Where the sun’s pride glows red on pale skin
and treasure is clams under our toes
burrowed in the sand.
The air is salty and
the cleanest my lungs have ever felt.
Deer frolick together among the tall brush
Stopping for just a moment, to tell me that I’m alive.
But even then I am on fire,
And the deer are getting sick from the ticks
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Time's Passage
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Vernal springtime is departing,
Leaving plush carpets of petals,
All along scented garden paths,
And also in luxuriant meadows.
The sun has grown deep orange,
With distinct traces of old gold.
Stars embedded in purple flash,
As moon magic charms the hills.
Rosy halcyon days are leaving,
And the mellow hours are near.
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And it Was Sparkling
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Huge blossoms perched in a crystal vase;
And how it sparkled!
While early evening sun came in slanting,
In intense burgundy golden rays, flaming.
Beauty blooms bounced at west window,
And colors were flashing!
In a summer turned hummer-honeybees.
Varicolored blooms grace evening- so new,
Just as pearls in green grass-morning dew!
A Multiverse
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Dewdrops in lush grass, liquid sunshine,
Iridescent shimmers, mountain to valley,
Reflecting the velvety emerald of spring,
From innumerable different fresh angles.
Quicksilver on the purple morning petals,
Or on blooms crimson, cream or apricot.
The glister has come, proclaiming softly,
Tiny universes that were somehow forgot!
