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horse, humor, humorous, summer, sun, sunset,
Deep in the wilde of the Cypress mound on the lower Graburn run
The air is cool and clear by far for the eye of the setting sun
A ride along the turning valleys sight above the plain
The break of eve the sun is sank the day all ends aglow
Made for all by the hands of many of earth and tree and branch
Unwaving hospitality Historic Reesor Ranch
death, emotions, fear, humor, life, loneliness, sun,
It was a height of 250 metres,
But I wasn’t afraid;
I looked down
And there wasn’t even my shade.
The sun was already jumping
But with a low speed,
“ I can perform better,
I am not going to give the lead.”
Took a deep breath
And I was in air,
And silence reached there.
The sun began moving upward,
Or I began moving downward,
I was flying,
But like a dead bird.
When from the ground,
I wasn’t really high;
Mind said,“ change in plan,
Let the sun first die”.
earth, humor, planet, space, sun, universe, write,
Sun Writes Letters
To all the Planets, but None can Read
animal, humor, sun,
funny, philosophy, sound, bird, bird, sound, sun,
A Buddhist bird flies
Under the eyes
Of winter’s sun
As I watch his flight
Across a lonely wintry sky
At his long, long flight south
He diverts himself
From the chilly northern wind
That the sun cannot warm
He diverts himself
With a single thought
As only a Zen Buddhist bird might do
What is the sound
Of one wing flapping?
"the sound of one hand clapping"...(by J. D. Salinger) Thank you Leo
There once was a lady on the roof;
Basking on the sun, getting tanned, all aloof.
A towel covered her up.
She felt comfy like a pup .
Lying on the sunlit roof, oh what a goof!
anger, change, funny, how i feel, march, sun, voice,
Just a cold, hard slap in the face
Is Daylight Savings Time to morning place
Winter’s drive is dark and cold
Headlights searching for deer in the road
But March brings the sun like golden ripe fruit
To brighten my chores and morning commute
For just a while I pretend it will last
Try to keep winter’s veil in the past
But then the inevitable Monday comes
Because someone decided this silly thing should be done
I’ve changed the clock the night before
So once again only darkness awaits out my door
For another month
I keep the dark pace
Whoever thought of this needs a slap in the face!
Mary Oliver Rotman
humorous, memorial, snow, summer, sun,
note: St. Jude is the patron saint of hopeless causes
Didja ever feel like a summer snowman?
Out of luck, living on borrowed time,
constructed from leftovers sentimentally
stored, given birth because Mom decided
to clean out the freezer.
And so, into existence, doomed from the start;
a pointless life lived for the amusement
of others, spent wearing black after Memorial Day
and wool in July, mouthing prayers to St Jude even
as the good saint's boss overrules and the
sun moves into position overhead.
Sun is trying to kill me,
but it's too far,
however, it's raising our temperature bar.
Sun is trying to kill me,
but it's too weak,
Earth's atmosphere is to thick.
But that giant yellow thing is cunning,
it made us, circling, running, spinning,
it wants to kill everyone,
to be just as it was on the beginning.
I saw it, standing up on the sky
with that vengeful look on its face,
it calls it self a star, such a disgrace
how i feel, humor, rain, sun, wind,
threatening winter rains
brush the clouds from the sun
but can't move the wind
I saw a man today who was walking with a cane,
His knee would give him trouble whenever it was going to rain.
On his knee’s prognostication you could place a bet,
If you saw him limping by you know that you’d get wet.
But if you saw him walking by with a spring in his step,
There were only two reasons that could account for his pep.
It could be that the sun is high and will continue shinning bright,
Or it could be that he got lucky when he went to bed last night.
So if you wanted to know if it was the sun or an amorous interlude,
You’d have to meet up with his wife and check her attitude.
education, food, humorous, military, sun, time, war,
Tim went to the Bovington Tank Festival...
baking in hot sun
spud boy wargasms like blitzkrieg
injustice of war ice cream
chocolate shrapnel sprinkled
funny, nature, nostalgia,
With a filmy twist;
As Mr Sun, cries to
the chirping birdies,
"Five more minutes...please!"
fantasy, funny, sun,
Let's have some fun
hide the sun once
and turn the time.
Call moon for light
day and night same
no bright sun there.
Who will do it?
Little bit tough
me eat my words.
© kashinath karmakar(6th Auigust 2011)
Placement: 3rd;(August 2011)
Sponsor:Dr Ram Mehta
A lizard lies in the sand,
In a blazing tropic sun.
Three kids chuckle under a shade,
Starring at the calm being.
One says, "Look, it must be dead."
Another, "Has tummy ache."
Another, "Just sunbathing."
The lizard nods, wags his tail.
animals, funny, life, nature, visionary, dog, dog, sun,
The sun shines gently upon me.
The birds are busy at play.
The children are sleeping.
The cats are out creeping.
And the dog has been barking all day.
The birds cackle and chirp;
As they play a round of hide and seek.
The dog watches with excitement,
as the cat strolls by so frail and meek.
A good morning kiss from the sun to the world.
Its a brand new day.
wake up boys and girls.
art, cry, funny, purple, sun, wine,
Deep purple days
the sun will rise
and squeeze like grapes
my bloodshot eyes
that cry red wine
to line my face.
A brighter day
January 28, 2019
for Purple2 Cash Prize Poetry Contest
animal, funny, summer, sun,
tic tock a high noon sun is glaring with laughter tails dart to darkness
allegory, allusion, fantasy, humorous, irony, metaphor,
THERE ARE ORDINARY THINGS UNDER THE SUN
BUT DONALD TRUMP IS NOT ONE
Let us speak of ordinary things
Such as Thracian wars and ascendancy of kings
Consulting Greek writers of the Second Sophistic
Might provide insight that must be intrinsic
Then we can move to the more mundane
Asia Minor's thousand gods might help to explain
Why there continues a lack of wisdom and intelligence
Which is sine qua non for a paucity of eptness
These virtues are lacking in one who purdures to astound
How a gasbag of hot air can remain earthbound
He retains characteristics of cosmic black holes
Knowledge falls in but where it goes no one knows
allegory, devotion, fantasy, funny,
Of my mistress sun
Warming, is her beauty so
To this everyday affair
But, at night
She leaves me
And lonely cold
To seek comfort
In the arms of Lady Luna
Merely traces left
Of her afterglow
kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr
you won't look tan
have lotion on hands
as lay for this task
on park gress
you don't have to run
LAYING IN PARK SUN
humor, morning, sun,
Leaves kissed by morning
First light dances through branches
Awakens fowl choir
flower, giggle, meaningful, summer, sun,
Land of Summertime
Maroon Mums lay among white vast cushions.
So proud are Heathers far above Queen Buttons.
See hazy Coxcombs brush the Willy Willows while
Dandelions are resting upon white Angel Pillows.
Carmine Kangaroom paws hop, hop, and hop.
Lumonium, Gladiolus and Larkspur lazily stop.
Lisanthus, talebear and go tell the other Orchids!
Look, look, Snapdragons, scouting for Kings!
Adjoin virtuosity, there are inklings of scent!
Rose Spray whirls in the dancing breeze.
Astonished is Alabaster eyes and stance as
Xanthous Daffodils giggle and sneeze.
Aster nurtures the Baby's Breath without relent
As Spring and Summer embrace the scent.
bird, change, fun, green, humor, spring, sun,
A robin hops, looks, pecks.
Looks, hops, pecks.
Pecks, looks, hops.
childhood, funny, school, snow, winter,
When I was a child during the winter, I hated the sun because it melted the snow.
And when the snow was melted by the sun, school was where I had to go.
As a child, when it snowed, school was closed and it was sure to excite.
But when the snow was gone, it was back to school and that sure did bite.
When I got to stay home from school, I could play my Atari and it was fun.
But when the snow melted, I had to return to school because of the darn sun.
If other children are like I was, they become very happy every time it snows.
And when the snow melts, kids become like Homer Simpson, they yell "Doh!"
(This is a true story.)