An November Morning

An orphaned moon lingers as an un-wiped tear on bland brim of ughten, as night blends into nothing~ scattering night-jasmines on the bosom of sleeping earth. azaleas, carnations n' orchids, blossom is fragrant celestial bowers on sapphire clarities, a perplexed sun awakens with aureate yawn pulling flimsy curtains of candyfloss clouds. morning breeze sprinkles dewdrops … Continue reading An November Morning

Dusk to Dawn…

amethyst skies at crepuscular hour are reflected on sapphire waters, as epistles of poetic calligraphy resonating with versatile hues, when the topaz sun is gobbled as mandarin morsel and periwinkle heights pantomime a giant chrysoberyl, of oxymoron shades soon blending into an obsidian night. the opal moon ailing with insomnia pours over ivory, printed volumes, … Continue reading Dusk to Dawn…

Medley ~Versatile thoughts in Vignettes

love letters scribbled by fingertips of winter sunshine, on burnished epistles of autumn in wilted November, float whispering in cinnamon syllables, a fragrant tale of love nascent yet withered from boughs of vibrant imagery. dredges of stale cappuccino in paper-cup preoccupations, remind of conversations in moonlight between the starstruck. proclivities of a precocious dawn are … Continue reading Medley ~Versatile thoughts in Vignettes

Nature’s Personifications…

She sits on her haunches eagerly peering into versatile bay silences unaware of homecoming delights of nestlings within rustling leafage, impatient for constellations to be sequined on indigo, while her variegated thoughts transiently splash themselves like modern art watercolors on darkening scowl of azure and a mandarin sun leaves its laughter scattered in evanescing citrus … Continue reading Nature’s Personifications…

Citrus Blossomed Mornings…

a tempest doused sun sits outside on cloudy armchairs, drying limp,blond locks in the rain-kissed breeze, watching innocence splash in puddles to splatter mud on faint echoes of rain-song reverberating as violin strains resounding even after versicolor epilogue of rainbows hung on horizon's threshold. citrus blossoms sigh psalms on cerise pedestal of dawn, whispered lines … Continue reading Citrus Blossomed Mornings…