Imagery Poems
Fresh Perspectives
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
I was a learned college professor, who was forever eager to know more,
As blue-gray waves, finding sandy beaches, turn to seek another shore.
I drove to work smiling, in those tangerine days, so glad for avid youths,
Like when dusky stars waltz out dreamy, winking to show hidden truths.
My long days were full, like the pink marguerites, crowding sunny fields,
Or the misty rainbow's vanishing, after a full sky vision's been revealed!
I was suited to my worthy profession, because I had an analytical mind,
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Water World
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
I had always loved being near deep-sea water, and I was never too far away,
As the beauty of fresher tomorrow, is but mystic hours from prevalent today.
I enjoyed swimming and boating and surfing, and even walking in light rain,
Like aromatic blooms, shrubs and thirsty trees, with no reasons to complain.
I lived in a sun washed house of the noon, always waiting for a pearly moon,
After an introspective pause at maroon twilight, when birds sang their tunes.
I had two pets-a cat and a rabbit, and they loved frisking in the grassy yard,
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Moon of My Dreams
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
We all have our hopes, and I certainly did have mine,
I was longing for the love, of someone I thought divine.
Whenever he walked by, it seemed for me time stood still,
And I grew as speechless, as dark night when it's tranquil.
But he was not even aware of it, and then how could he be,
When we had never once met, and he was not conscious of me?
One lovely summer evening, when all of the stars were out,
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No Longer in Possession
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
I was an active and happy person, whose sole hobby was collecting treasures,
As night collects vast amounts of silver, with its precious moonlight measures.
I loved to amass unusual items, like first edition books or movie memorabilia,
Vintage records, ticket stubs and posters, riveting as the scent of a gardenia.
My collection grew large over the years, like fancy blooms that follow the sun,
Strewing mixed colors over mountains and valleys, creating charming visions!
I kept this collection in the detached garage, of my house way up Sunset Hill,
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Panorama
by Georgia H
I'm trying to find a new perspective of me;
To learn to accept my mountains, valleys, and plains.
To learn to find beauty in my own landscape.
To develop a whole new panorama of the world.
Fresh Perspectives
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
I was a learned college professor, who was forever eager to know more,
As blue-gray waves, finding sandy beaches, turn to seek another shore.
I drove to work smiling, in those tangerine days, so glad for avid youths,
Like when dusky stars waltz out dreamy, winking to show hidden truths.
My long days were full, like the pink marguerites, crowding sunny fields,
Or the misty rainbow's vanishing, after a full sky vision's been revealed!
I was suited to my worthy profession, because I had an analytical mind,
......
Water World
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
I had always loved being near deep-sea water, and I was never too far away,
As the beauty of fresher tomorrow, is but mystic hours from prevalent today.
I enjoyed swimming and boating and surfing, and even walking in light rain,
Like aromatic blooms, shrubs and thirsty trees, with no reasons to complain.
I lived in a sun washed house of the noon, always waiting for a pearly moon,
After an introspective pause at maroon twilight, when birds sang their tunes.
I had two pets-a cat and a rabbit, and they loved frisking in the grassy yard,
......
Living Dolls
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
I was a successful, fancy dollmaker, but that had not always been the case,
Such as a case for blossoming romance, when spring is budding everyplace.
For in my inexperienced youth, I had seldom given any undertaking my all,
For we must live our lives to the fullest, to make sweet memories to recall.
I wasted precious time, just getting by, with my major focus on having fun,
Like the fun, daisy days of youthful summer, when nature frolics in the sun.
But, I finally came to my jaded senses, realizing that I had a sweet dream.
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No Longer in Possession
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
I was an active and happy person, whose sole hobby was collecting treasures,
As night collects vast amounts of silver, with its precious moonlight measures.
I loved to amass unusual items, like first edition books or movie memorabilia,
Vintage records, ticket stubs and posters, riveting as the scent of a gardenia.
My collection grew large over the years, like fancy blooms that follow the sun,
Strewing mixed colors over mountains and valleys, creating charming visions!
I kept this collection in the detached garage, of my house way up Sunset Hill,
......
Warped Colors
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
I was a compelling abstract painter, engrossed in the world of vibrant colors,
Like the endless intensities of rainbow hues, that cancel any need for others.
Beauty was was always in my naked eye, in warped images of a colorful life,
Like artistic nature, which always draws the eye, to where the colors are rife.
A peach sun rose each morning, above my colorful house, on a cubist street,
And all my colorful, cubist neighbors, so friendly in tangerine summer's heat!
All rectangular trees bore lime green, square leaves, with circular, sunbeams,
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