She is Zephyr…

she is wreathed in fragrance gathered from boudoir of flowers, invisible and elusive garlands of strung scents compose realms in rainbow-crocheted meads, when virgin sighs of awakening daffodils with gold-dust wombs herald colorful spring. pink-white whispers of cherry tree, pepper silence of mornings ~citrus-lorn and clutching to lingering sliver of lunar promises fading on face …

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 …

SEASONS…

SPRING She is aureate smile of daffodil as it awakens from winter-lorn siesta on a crisp peppermint morn after apparently scores of dawns, draped in misted confusions. The soft lilting rhapsody of a skylark as it senses fragrance in flowing realms of zephyr and sings to welcome floral delights. She is lingering sigh of sakura …

Winter Spawns Spring’s Dream

chill of wind's invisible fingers covers dry skin in goose pimples, shivers woven into frostbitten thoughts in a winter indulging in reverie like a wizened old man rocking on vague armchair introspections. myopic, frost-beaded windows peer at barren moments of january, snowflakes falling like shattered, stained-glass fragments of a frozen rainbow stolen from august's mixed …

Story of a Leaf

born by unfurling on some misty, dewy morn of pouring honeydew, from chartreuse axillary bud this leaf spun rhapsodies of echoing rustles, with others on tree's arms. it fluttered in the wind, with the swaying boughs and danced in the rain as elixir splattered on verdure, it was spun with another to form cradle for …

Poetic Glimpses in Nature…

dirty blue tides crashing against sands of a relentless shore, with pink, empty sea-shells and conchs enceinte with dulcet notes grasped within platinum fists, are like hurling, burgeoning poetry within which thoughts seek to dive and explore in cerulean depths, discovering angst of bleeding dusks and their lavender scrolls, muted songs of cavorting dolphins, exotic …

Honeydew Spring

geriatric spring, creeps slowly along sinuous alleys, of forgotten's mist- bleached of hazel naiveté, and juvenile aura of dew-kissed, curled velvet of auxiliary buds dappled hurriedly by evaporating, incessant moments, in fleeting kiss of honeydew's hue; -lingering as alms of transient daydreams her redolent yawn, like sighs of withered wisteria, on damp soil -polka-dotted in …

She Blushes in Apple Blossoms

on flamingo february mornings, a lecherous winter sun winks broadly at cerise dawn as it stretches golden limbs between ancient hills tinted in amber shadows, by winter's eloquent whimsy. she is innocence a nascent whisper blooming in spring's boudoir, scented in wistful dreams ~an embroidered song on blue bonnet skies' organza by sunshine needles wielded …

Tree’s Reminiscences…

in its grasp of memory trees in honeyed cloak of tangerine fall, hold evanescent moments from drooling mouth of hourglass. potpourri of spring linger as faint aroma within, nostrils of reminiscences, from blossom's sighs, winks of dewy rosebuds, while colors from meadows and butterflies are a collage on canvas of memories, cool as tender caress …

Poetry is a Mango Chocolate Pastry

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oMRC8DsOB_E I bake poems erasing stereotyped claustrophobias wearing sumptuous aromas as stole around myself. passion is powdered cocoa sprinkled to pepper routine existence in sensual syllables expressed in lowercase letters. winking sugar granules of mischief are ground to mix in a delicious concoction of fragrant thoughts. the batter is an amalgam of garnered snippets from …