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Thursday, 03 September 2009
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September Blue
September Blue
Lavish fields
ripe with corn and harvest.
I lie in the cornfields
that are bowing their heads to the wind
growing colder each passing day
as we race towards the Equinox.
Looking up into the deep late summer sky
two ravens circle in flight
black wings in blurry motion.
In nearby tree, the apple fruit;
crimson colored symmetry
douses in sweet perfume.
The dream of fall
echoed in the scurry of chipmunk and squirrel
is found within as well.
My eyes full of starlight
I watch the midnight skies
till chill sets within me,
and the song of the cicada lures me to sleep.
Friday, 28 August 2009
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Butterflies
Twin butterflies
paired in flight;
summer clouds drifting in perpetual azure.
Winged waltzing
to Mother's heartbeat.
Monday, 10 August 2009
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Left Behind
You've moved on;
Devouring thunderheads in a summer sky
They will only last a moment
Before birdsong begins once again.
But why does it still hurt;
Broken blade buried deep within.
Though I have not heard your sweet voice in ages?
I’m left in the dust
Of your vapor trails
With only pictures to tell unspoken stories.
Wishes spoken to the blades of grass
Would not matter much.
Still your eyes they speak to me
Beyond the grasp of time
Lingering pain of nostalgia
Still holding fast my soul.
I must let go of these invisible chains
They only keep me down.
It seems long ago you broke them anyway
And I’m still holding the fragments
Of your promises. 9/10/09
Friday, 07 August 2009
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August Ode
“August Ode”
Oh August with your blowing hair
Laden with the scents of the harvest;
Emerald for your bemused eyes
Watching spry rabbits hop through
The freshly mown grass.
Your hands busy painting
The rich canvas filled with Earthen colors;
Azure for the endless late Summer sky,
Mauve for the larkspur hiding behind the fence,
White for a barn caressed by loving trees.
Oh and who could forget the gentle kiss
Of forest and saffron for treetops.
Your form blooms deeply Life
Rolling fields waiting for delicate fingers
To collect your essence
Storing it away in myriad jars of memory.
Perhaps to rekindle your
Dance-songs of Summer
While in the deepest dark of December. (8/7/09)
Wednesday, 17 June 2009
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Junetide
“June-tide”
The lands now
Flowing with the rich cloak
Of emerald and clover
And the occasional bloom
Of violet and daffodil.
A summer’s whisper
Upon the air
Awakens the sleeping faeries
With their thrumming wings a glow
Oberon sits within the pansies
Weaving them for a crown
For his beloved
Still dancing in the newly blessed wood
With her court of ladies adorned in lilac
And feathers of bluebirds
She’ll return at sunset for sure
To share the sweet nectar
Of the sun’s golden rays
And early summer’s fruit
Still lingering with life from the vine
And where is Pan?
Ah, he is playing sweetly in lush groves
With his silver flute invoking mischief
To creature near and far
He sits upon soft heather
Eagle feather woven through sable locks
Smiling in-between melodies
To a wandering dove
Ah June!
With your magic woven sweet,
Gentle kisses upon both house and home
You come bursting with life.
Welcoming all into your radiant arms
Of peerless blue skies
Zimarra
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- Name: Xiu Hua
- Birthday: 4/10/1983
- Gender: Female
- Member Since: 1/15/2003
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