Poems About the Sun Seeking Honest Critique
#sun
Easterlies
A lone crow perched on a breeze bobbing bough
clutching it like a floatation device
with every bit of its feathered know-how
foundering on high like a sacrifice,
to Eurus, and full afternoon sun,
blasting glory to every dancing tree
in sky blue by the cerulean ton,
and freshest barometric liberty!
Soon enough, the crow abandoned its post
to flotsam away on knackered wings
perhaps seeking a branch, not so utmost,
or to scratch the grass for edible things.
Fare thee well, oh breeze...
clutching it like a floatation device
with every bit of its feathered know-how
foundering on high like a sacrifice,
to Eurus, and full afternoon sun,
blasting glory to every dancing tree
in sky blue by the cerulean ton,
and freshest barometric liberty!
Soon enough, the crow abandoned its post
to flotsam away on knackered wings
perhaps seeking a branch, not so utmost,
or to scratch the grass for edible things.
Fare thee well, oh breeze...
#sky
#spring
#sun
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Moon's Day Out
Yesterday was,
I freely admit,
one of the most
fulfilling days
of my existence.
I had tons of fun
in front of the Sun
For four blessed minutes
I took center stage
blocking that gas balls
braggadocious rays.
Granted, without his
warmth and light
would no living
organism survive.
But, hey, I'm important too
Am I not the prince tides?
Could you see
the birds go crazy
and the humans shout
when I blocked the big guy out?
Man I felt such happiness
blanketing the
world in darkness. ...
I freely admit,
one of the most
fulfilling days
of my existence.
I had tons of fun
in front of the Sun
For four blessed minutes
I took center stage
blocking that gas balls
braggadocious rays.
Granted, without his
warmth and light
would no living
organism survive.
But, hey, I'm important too
Am I not the prince tides?
Could you see
the birds go crazy
and the humans shout
when I blocked the big guy out?
Man I felt such happiness
blanketing the
world in darkness. ...
#sun
#moon
#nature
#funny
#astronomy
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East of The Sun
Sailing through the bluest skies
were the towering clouds of spring,
as if they were a ketch that flies
or kites upon a lengthy string!
And sure the breeze was fresh and true
at play through every leafing tree
offset against that sunset blue,
and birds in busybody glee!
That sundown was approaching fast
and the clouds were scattering fleet,
just like a squadron at full mast
rigged as white as a ghosting sheet
making way for the newest moon...
now creeping...
into...
were the towering clouds of spring,
as if they were a ketch that flies
or kites upon a lengthy string!
And sure the breeze was fresh and true
at play through every leafing tree
offset against that sunset blue,
and birds in busybody glee!
That sundown was approaching fast
and the clouds were scattering fleet,
just like a squadron at full mast
rigged as white as a ghosting sheet
making way for the newest moon...
now creeping...
into...
#sun
#sky
#clouds #wind
#clouds #wind
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Before the Sigh
Before the Sigh
Spent the morning listening to Hurley,
reading Simons, inhaling Salt,
stretching in sheets where white light pours through.
The sky painter has returned from his sabbatical.
He says 'We are all dying," and I smile,
as the Sun tests out the idea of gloaming,
escapes through a canvas still stained upon his palm,
she is no longer grains of sand and old embers.
Clouds rush by as if one can't brush fast enough against the other,
mouths on mouths of plush, lightly crushed rain.
It's wet. Crows call out to...
Spent the morning listening to Hurley,
reading Simons, inhaling Salt,
stretching in sheets where white light pours through.
The sky painter has returned from his sabbatical.
He says 'We are all dying," and I smile,
as the Sun tests out the idea of gloaming,
escapes through a canvas still stained upon his palm,
she is no longer grains of sand and old embers.
Clouds rush by as if one can't brush fast enough against the other,
mouths on mouths of plush, lightly crushed rain.
It's wet. Crows call out to...
#sun
#sky
#spring #dawn
#spring #dawn
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The Prized Florets
The plum tree alabaster blooms
began to fall as soon as born,
so briefly do their forms adorn
their orchard twig and branch heirlooms
blowing free in the wind and sun
and clarity of middle March,
with one trunk growing as an arch,,,
as if the wood was having fun!
Accustomed more to midnight shade
I sat beneath the breezy blue
and watched the afternoon ensue
like heaven on a fresh parade!
Wherein each backlit bloom on high
was manna to...each winter eye!
began to fall as soon as born,
so briefly do their forms adorn
their orchard twig and branch heirlooms
blowing free in the wind and sun
and clarity of middle March,
with one trunk growing as an arch,,,
as if the wood was having fun!
Accustomed more to midnight shade
I sat beneath the breezy blue
and watched the afternoon ensue
like heaven on a fresh parade!
Wherein each backlit bloom on high
was manna to...each winter eye!
#sun
#sky
#wind #gratitude
#wind #gratitude
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Mahogany
It's that quiet whisper
Allow me to esoterically caress the path to that enlightenment
In my company
Easing the tip of your hard seduction into my sensations space
You fit inside the paradox of me so tight
Unlocking the dimensions of my Pandora Box
Dip inside, yes take that stream deeper, lose control in the saturated essence of my mental ravine
I do like the way you stroke your quill, when you brushing all over the peaks of my curiosity
Tempting my in the wet liaison unclothed of his psyche to psyche
...
Allow me to esoterically caress the path to that enlightenment
In my company
Easing the tip of your hard seduction into my sensations space
You fit inside the paradox of me so tight
Unlocking the dimensions of my Pandora Box
Dip inside, yes take that stream deeper, lose control in the saturated essence of my mental ravine
I do like the way you stroke your quill, when you brushing all over the peaks of my curiosity
Tempting my in the wet liaison unclothed of his psyche to psyche
...
#sun
#water
#lover
#sensual
#seductive
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Big Bear's Winter Whisper
In the silent hush of Big Bear's embrace,
Where snowflakes dance with delicate grace,
A frozen canvas, under the sun's soft gaze,
Speaks of serenity in a million ways.
Footprints etch stories on the white expanse,
A testament to nature’s quiet romance.
Mountain air whispers through the pines,
In this haven where tranquility aligns.
Here, gratitude blooms like alpine flowers,
For this retreat with its timeless hours.
A balance struck 'twixt peace and play,
Where nature’s hand skillfully sways.
As skis glide and...
Where snowflakes dance with delicate grace,
A frozen canvas, under the sun's soft gaze,
Speaks of serenity in a million ways.
Footprints etch stories on the white expanse,
A testament to nature’s quiet romance.
Mountain air whispers through the pines,
In this haven where tranquility aligns.
Here, gratitude blooms like alpine flowers,
For this retreat with its timeless hours.
A balance struck 'twixt peace and play,
Where nature’s hand skillfully sways.
As skis glide and...
#sun
#sky
#nature
#snow
#dawn
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Morning Light
Morning light pours into the room
Where once the shadows dwelled
The deepest pits inside my head
Drown in light once again
The darkest thoughts vanish
Tainted memories shatter away
The sun a beacon I long for
To guide me on to another day
A familiar feeling upon my skin
The nostalgic feeling I can’t explain
A happiness warm and overwhelming
I can feel a smile on my face again
I wish that this feeling never ends
Where once the shadows dwelled
The deepest pits inside my head
Drown in light once again
The darkest thoughts vanish
Tainted memories shatter away
The sun a beacon I long for
To guide me on to another day
A familiar feeling upon my skin
The nostalgic feeling I can’t explain
A happiness warm and overwhelming
I can feel a smile on my face again
I wish that this feeling never ends
#happiness
#hope
#sun #nostalgia
#sun #nostalgia
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A Day To Be Alive!
#happiness
#beauty
#inspirational
#sun
#uplifting
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Sunsets
The smell of cinanmon
In the air
There is mystery rising
I love his settled soul
As I look into his eyes
The sunsets!
Posing just for you
In this sentiment
We wear our boots
With our hats
And so vonorably
Say Aaaah!
And foreign music
Centres the room
With joy
And serenating us
With orchids
As the sunsets!
As the sunsets
We travel into space
And weave our thoughts
Into freedom!
In the air
There is mystery rising
I love his settled soul
As I look into his eyes
The sunsets!
Posing just for you
In this sentiment
We wear our boots
With our hats
And so vonorably
Say Aaaah!
And foreign music
Centres the room
With joy
And serenating us
With orchids
As the sunsets!
As the sunsets
We travel into space
And weave our thoughts
Into freedom!
#sun
#memories
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Sunset
I sat beneath an Almond tree
by the sea,
and looked at the sun as it set
over the horizon.
The sea,
in its serenity,
beckoned to me.
I closed my eyes
and the magic died.
by the sea,
and looked at the sun as it set
over the horizon.
The sea,
in its serenity,
beckoned to me.
I closed my eyes
and the magic died.
#trees
#sun
#nature
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The Golden Sun
Deify me, I illuminate your world.
I shine like your luminous guardian angel.
In the cosmos, I am your adored arch-angel.
I awake to brighten a lack-luster morning.
I always your routine activities herald.
I glitter for the flora to have their fill,
so do I for men to energize their mill.
Of the ocean currents I keep on warning.
I make the flora lush for medicine and food.
I awake for the globe's universal good,
and sleep at even with a sated crimson smile.
I pave the way for the silver and dew for a while.
The globe's...
I shine like your luminous guardian angel.
In the cosmos, I am your adored arch-angel.
I awake to brighten a lack-luster morning.
I always your routine activities herald.
I glitter for the flora to have their fill,
so do I for men to energize their mill.
Of the ocean currents I keep on warning.
I make the flora lush for medicine and food.
I awake for the globe's universal good,
and sleep at even with a sated crimson smile.
I pave the way for the silver and dew for a while.
The globe's...
#sun
#sky
#nature
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DU Poetry : Poems About the Sun Seeking Honest Critique