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spring wakens my tree -
a bejeweled perfumed bride. . . .
love birds make their nest

summer’s yellowed lawn
beneath my tree’s sombrero. . . . 
grass breathes sweet relief

fall’s quick change artist -
from green to gold to crimson. . . . 
disrobed, my tree naps

Nature's wake from sleep
Life flirts with beauty
a time for flowers to flaunt

liquid little stones
skipping and skittering free
on shared umbrellas

autumn winds whisper
turning over a new leaf
requires letting go

Now my tendrilled soul,
Has found its pergola-- Christ--
To wind its way up....

the ink in my pen 
flows into a wild river—
abiding eddies

6-16-20

Best Haiku Ever Old or New Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke 
~Premiere Contest Winner: 8th Place

emerald envoys
endure chilling reception..
scarlet suffering

Fall

golden butterflies
wildly whirl in wanton wind -
leaves perform death dance


06-15-2014


Contest:      1 in 4: Choose your Season - Choose your Form
Sponsor:     Andrea Dietrich
Placement:  3rd

winter thaw begins
snowdrops peeping through the snow
raising sleepy heads

Jan Allison
26th November 2014

forest newly dressed
wearing her emerald gown
she dreams of summer

Submitted to Any poem written in April Contest sponsored by Laura Loo
10th April 2016

Nature’s euphony   
Water trickling over stones
Lucid  hues beam spring

snowflakes gently fall
kissing my dark eyelashes
Autumn days are gone

12-10-17

.                     Nomadic whispers 
                            North winds speak to the great plains
                                            Warnings of winter

faeries in the air
elves fixing grass quietly
soft springtime magic

the depth of shadows
across the changing seasons
veils across her face

© Harry J Horsman 2022

Glow of autumn sun
    Now her scarlet chaperone
The leaves are jealous

winter at the door
to say gradual goodbye
welcoming the spring

walk in countryside 
to bless the mind bless the soul
nature is teacher

sun hides in dark clouds
wind brings chills right to the bones...
icy branches hang

colors of pumpkin, 
vermillion and deep gold---
    veiled mysteries air

branches intertwine
in a sea of canopies---
    harvest moon rises

gilded by the dawn
and swayed by a seasoned wind---
    shades of art abound

Winter spirits rise
Released from snow they dance, warmed
Weeping tears of mist


copyright Kristin Reynolds 2008

kissing in spring’s rain
your touch and  sweet passion’s rush
in summer meadows

our bright autumn strolls
warm embraces and that glow
kissing in the snow

just you and me
in every season -
isn’t it loverly?

steps amid
the colors. . .
autumn mysteries

a single white rose
given to the one you want -
apoligized to

brilliant sunshine smell of cinnamon laughter... white stones and tree trunks
*Christmas Jamacia

Cat door swings open
 
Field mouse scampers in --
 
     Tiny feet warmed

When autumn leaves fall
    burst of colors red and gold
         drifting in the wind

    Leaves of gold and red
        wrinkled,burnt, kissed by the sun
             leaves a memory

One bright splash of red
On the snow-covered holly--
A cardinal bloom.

purples, whites and pinks
peeking from my fruit trees’ leaves. . . . 
blue bird's sudden trill



FOR: Brian Strand's
A Free Choice any form/theme MAX 12 LINES Poetry Contest

Multicolored leaves

                     Dancing in the northern winds.....

                                                           Wave farewell to fall.



                                                           Timothy I. Brumley

march winds gust -

       gorse clings on tightly
       
       whilst daffodils sway

an orange full moon
rising on a cloudy night...
winter winds stir chimes 

bud and bloom spring brings 

                            sense impressions; fresh and warm - 

                                                  - like a cup of tea








16.04.2019
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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the little wildflowers
of spring blanket the backyard
till the mower comes...

As Autumn ignites,
The leaves burn with ember glow.
They fall like ashes.

lonesome faint thunder
whispers distant symphony
rain waltzes backstage

Copyright © 2011 By Caryl S. Muzzey