Friday, November 30, 2012

Poems of November (4)


31.
The month of November
Clear sky a quiet heart to reflect
Cozy in its thoughts amber
Sees the world in all its ideas collect
A gate tower to command a pure vision
Resisting the fireplace temptation 

32.
Deep in December’s icy mockery
Green memories silently lament
Snowflakes across cemetery
Stir the frozen bones to secret torment
Water bands connect
Sun beams direct 

33.
Seasons follow their turn
Years pile up their weight
The end ends in a new tune
Which dies on an old date
As if never to suspire
Whatever so to require 

34.
Youth is a golden path to a young heart
Even in the desert far and dry
His dream a bright summer star
Shinning on the roses that never die
Heroes everywhere alike
Before the sun and moon, a flying kite 

35.
In fortune’s ever turning ball
He puts his trust in every draw
Whose luck it is nobody to tell
Out of blue fate may be a thrall
Before his luck of slim chance
He dares to take his stance 

36.
Hidden in caves of emotion
Bewildered to a confusion
From all the shades of communication
Abstracts an essential delusion
Genius of frustrated creativity
Breaks through to his insanity 

37.
See the hair turning white with me
The last of our best life yet to come
Lean over the walking stick to steady the knee
A life to have before to overcome
When final breath here a past
You and me up there to last

38.
Feeling perfectly merry
A spark to initiate a holy sympathy
Yin and Yang flow to marry
That mystery of elemental tendency
Rejoice the world is allied
Water and air blended

39.
From her curtained window
She commands age
With long shadows
Stone statues to emerge
Unhewn by fears and hopes
To erect on green slopes 

40.
Following the pendulum swings
A royal road stretches to an old oak tree
Broken limbs to wave away its pains
Bare fingers to point to a sky free
Rooted in its stubbornness
Change of season, its moodiness

Thursday, November 29, 2012

POEMS OF NOVEMBER (3)


21.

Finger prints on the surface earthen
Impress the soil skin
Mounds trace mysteries hidden
Unknown race, whereof to begin
Whose dynasties sunken
Into an everlasting skeleton 
22.
Where water rises
To its enclosing boundary
A free form entices
Shapeless a fury
Out of the undifferentiated
Runs off the unintended 
23.
Star gazers everywhere
Upon the big shinning dipper
Find their heavenly home there
A temple for souls hither and thither
Rove the wanderers on milk way
Treading star waves till this day
 
24.
In a smooth foreign tongue
He extends his age old hospitality
To a lady in a pink gown
Steady in her long standing modesty
Her lips open to show her pearly teeth
To bite into his alien myth
25.
No winds visit this harbor
To fill many a silver sail
Unchartered water to cover
Numen spins a new tale
To dock at such a steep and still port
Captain waits for belayed report
 26.
April and May, behold
Spring Flood, after a dry winter
All the waters, sky to hold
Trade in for a sudden favor
Rise to burst clouds
Dispense its faults 

27.

The joys of lake
Ripples of the laughing sage
Advance to take
Twelve, the star houses hostage
A moment of eternity
Handstands on gravity 

28.

May, May, a month you may
Gently, gently to the world
Sunny winds a delight on its way
Be felt, be not to hold
Through, through and around
Stirs the green on the ground

 29.
Divine that gentle breeze
To the four corners it goes
A sunny East and South tease
To West and Norththe Chi flows
More sages wish to ride that prestige
On a pendulum of wisdom carriage 

30.

Summer solstice to burn
The longest daylight, its purple blaze
Till winter, a frosty turn
Darkness pushes to amaze
On the blades of weeds
Hope is ready for her deeds




 

 

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

poems of November (2)


 

11.

A new trail full of autumn details

                Once laden with spring promises

A ripening belief slowly unveils

                Her yearly abundance, without compromises

Red , blue and purple bursting

                Yellow, orange and green bleeding

12.

Autumn decks her maze breezy and golden

                A vanishing trail to the Valley of the moon

Rains turning her bosom green and fruits laden

                All the wishes bright with reason at noon

Whatever your heart declares

Whichever your path snares

               

 

 

13.

A harvest contents everyone

                True to its renewed pledge

Northern hills delight in their winning run

                Only frosty and chilly on the edge

November sky yawns slow

                To a rising mist below

               

14.

By her swift feet

Autumn music runs loose

Beat upon beat

                She jumps on the wings of a goose

Fill all the corners of a cedar nut

A melodious world in a wooden hut

 

15.

In her afternoon laziness

                Sunny shadows deep in thoughts

Not a time for business

                Empty happiness without doubts

What a time to get old

                A future non action to behold

 

 

16.

Making mounds by the thousands

                Ants in their underground efforts

Holy family with endless descendants

                Leaving traces of their secret letters

Earth on their backs

                Legions of legendary jacks

 

17.

Royal purple of autumn grape

Crowns the hills in her glory

A labyrinth of colors to drape

                The eternal secret story

Crushing the harvest of fruit

                To intoxicate the forever young flute

 

18.

The divine wine in the purple well

                Flares the fire in the veins of desire

With seeds of fantasy in Romance to dwell

                Glares of deadly charm , victims to retire

The vineyard of phantoms’ dance

                Heartland of whims and chance

 

 

19.

Golden breeze strokes a melody

                Season of delivery to a full moon

To satisfy an olden fantasy

                Green turns into purple at noon

A light frosting to ripeness

                A touch of tangy mischief to fullness

 

20.

Winding trails sew the earth tapestry

                Extends a common thread to the horizon

With patches of color to lay out a mystery

                A game of the nonagon

Flows in the sunbeam to find

                Moon water band, its twin kind

Friday, November 23, 2012

Poems of November
by Louise


1
My tears and sweats
My anguished bell chimes
By secret moon lit threads
An evening star climbs
A fate so far and cruel
Such longing for the endless dark blue

2
With an ax and a spade
Laying out thy winding maze
When a path you thus made
Of mind and soul to daze
Then sit, you, in the middle
A yod line to fiddle

3
His hands, big and strong
Steady, single aimed and digging
In earth womb he has found
Her dark tender meaning
Moist and deep
Secrets to fondle and to weep

4
A meandering path
Stretches over the earth surface
I turned away and thus
Returned, inevitably to face
An open entrance
Lost in the trance

5
His face, a page few words written
Age speaks, slow but tough
When wintery branches broken
He stands up to laugh
Sweeping winds and snow
Burning coals glow

6
At the entrance of a labyrinth
An eternal fascination twists and winds
In her seventy fold mystery, oh, Catherine
You are treading mist and tides
Slow music is playing
Unfolds a path to its lost meaning

7.
In her folds and creases, wrinkles and lines
A labyrinths of fate, faith, and fair
Still run wild bulls and lions
Lads and lasses , their young dreams dare
In the center of heart’s chapel
White hair crone counts her sand pebble

8。
In those labyrinths of wayward love
Knight Charlie on horse charges ahead
Over valleys and ravines, a lonely dove
Lands on his handsome head
Its wings to scatter that ancient fate
A path appears to the fortress gate

9.
In man’s search for the ring
A labyrinth down to the soul palace
There rises a tower of sling
A maiden killed at such a place
A candle lights the dark chamber
All gone but a broken number

10.
A sunny nook in the house
A dream bed for the cat asleep on its tail
In long bright day hours
Darkness dwells in her ancient tale
Where the roads to hidden tuna
Foretold by a grandma