Sunrise Poems
Blue Iris
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
blue is wild iris
like the skies of racy clouds
or berries that tempt
sunshine's companion
since mulberry hours of dawn
when scents greeted song
carefree is iris
like warm wind, whistling all day
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Beauty in a Mist
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Misty roses, red
with pink haze, orange lilies;
Lilac promenade.
Purple pansies on the porch,
dusk soon to carry the torch.
'At last' roses, peach
chocolate cosmos, shrouded,
Yellow daisies smile.
Gardens loved to distraction,
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A Past Pastime
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Humpty Dumpty lived in make-believe land, like dreamy shadows get long;
And he dwelt in a house near a wall, among merry, crimson, oriole throngs.
He had a figure equally rotund and jolly, and was therefore loved by many;
And made his living as an apt teacher, as Thursday learns from Wednesday.
He helped the spirited children to learn, and also helped the children laugh,
As roses in the sky govern dawn's path, in pearl moon's, riotous aftermath.
Folks far and near visited Humpty, beneath azure skies of frequent friends;
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Sunshine Invasion
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
red heart of morning
guilty shadows fled like dreams
scattering moonbeams
Blue jay on green rose
caressed by gold creeping heat
petals and concrete
saffron veiled dancers
of every scent and color
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Dawn Never Dies
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
I was a red-violet, sunny morning person, usually up at the crack of dawn,
When orange light poured from the east, upon revival, dewy green lawns.
With a cup of aromal coffee, I'd watch yellow sunrise creep in the window,
Enjoying the zestful song of red robin, while night and day were in limbo.
I would take walks at the golden hour, flooded in light, just after a sunrise,
In the serenity of wanton, floral summer, slowly unveiling a destiny prized.
Visits of friends were features of morning, for sunup fondness is infective,
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Sunshine Invasion
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
red heart of morning
guilty shadows fled like dreams
scattering moonbeams
Blue jay on green rose
caressed by gold creeping heat
petals and concrete
saffron veiled dancers
of every scent and color
......
Beauty in a Mist
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Misty roses, red
with pink haze, orange lilies;
Lilac promenade.
Purple pansies on the porch,
dusk soon to carry the torch.
'At last' roses, peach
chocolate cosmos, shrouded,
Yellow daisies smile.
Gardens loved to distraction,
......
Red Rooster's Point of View
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Julian and Joan were married, just as glitter is joined to crystal sun.
Julian was a famous violinist, like redbirds making music, in season.
Joan had a variety of elegant shoes. Of them, she was rightly proud.
Like seagulls of lakes and sky, whom liberty makes scream out loud!
The Halls were very busy people, like smoky shadows, ever moving;
And mornings were most hectic, like windblown petals, disapproving.
Flowering ferns graced their country house, when old friends came;
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Blue Iris
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
blue is wild iris
like the skies of racy clouds
or berries that tempt
sunshine's companion
since mulberry hours of dawn
when scents greeted song
carefree is iris
like warm wind, whistling all day
......
Morning’s quiet
by William Poppen
Turn out the lights
catch the night’s bequest
Train your eyes on the horizon
sunrise is approaching
Notice how blue is shading
from deep to pale
There are no shadows
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