NEW DAWN
A new dawn flare
Illuminating the flowers fair
morning dew drops brush
the petals pinkish blush,
robins sing out to the day
a fresh start is at bay.
Wondrous meadow in the realm
Yonder, brooks at the helm
Their turbulent gush
In endless to and fro rush
Day awash in boundless joys
Your tender touch so coy.
The skies above and over
Mantle of clouds hover
Sun’s orange glow
Warms the world below
Fiery spirit so bold
A sight to behold.
In the lushness of vegetation
Is a promise of new affection
Loved one’s word of comfort
Is life’s rhythmic retort
Beckoning of new spring
bodes of bounties it brings.
Against the darkening haze
Hither the trees sway as I gaze
Night birds hurry to hide
In the changing of the tides.
Like the wind’s gentle caress
Lover’s sweet profess.
“The end is near and high
This cold chilly night
In the morrow you and I
To a new dawn, begin “
Delilah, 2020-12-10
Dec 24, 2021
Dec 24, 2021 at 7:34 AM UTC
GOD'S GIFT
I prayed to God for worldly wealth
Asked Him for strength and good health
A sun to brighten my daily fare
so I can brave storms and violent gale.
I prayed to God for wisdom
and the gift of words and prose
I asked Him to give me a star
that sparkles from a far.
I wished for joy and pleasure
all the world's treasures
God gave me not gold
He gave me you, true and bold.
In God's wisdom , He chose the best
More radiant than the star and the rest
No gift on earth is greater nor better
Than the lifetime of love you aver.
DELILAH, OCTOBER 13, 2021
Dec 21, 2021
Dec 21, 2021 at 10:01 PM UTC
SUMMER RAIN
Fiery orb of passion and grace
One quiet sultry day all ablaze,
Hot smoldering eaves
Winds and rustles of brown leaves
Sun shines on idyllic summer day
Above as canopies sizzle, lazily I lay
On bed of dry grass and hapless weeds
Under forest shade of dancing twigs.
Eyelids droop, in listless languor
Wherefore, thoughts wander
Clear skies, an enchanting sight
Much to everyone's delight
Suddenly a roar and dream to boot
Aestas with garland of summer fruits
Thundering sounds like horses’ hoofs
Rains pounding on the roofs.
Brewing storm against sweltering heat
Cool west wind, summer to beat
Flowers smile and heave a sigh
Raindrops dampen soils, the wrath of sky
As downpour prepares to depart
Rainbow arch, fleeces of clouds part
*** of gold, hope after treat of summer rain
Drains the heart of every earthly pain.
DELILAH, March 5, 2021
Dec 21, 2021
Dec 21, 2021 at 9:27 PM UTC
TALE OF THE SUN AND MOON
Sun
A fiery ball of light ablaze
horizon suffused with rays
light streaks in hues of yellow
day all alive and aglow.
At day's end, sun slips behind
mantles of dark clouds bind
in nature's glory it basks
the moon it meets at dusk.
Moon
Silvery moon, full and bright
ethereal goddess of the night
radiant in her serenity
oblivious of her immortality
lends her luminescence
to the starlit skies iridescent
in her lonesome, a beguiling light
against the dark spell of the night.
Through the night, she reigns
slowly the evening fades away
orb's disk of light a waning
at dawn's break, sun arising
Moon’s shy and mesmerizing gaze
wrapped in Sun’s fiery embrace.
To the one moon, he bids adieu
Sun kissed morning drops of dew
of every petal fresh and pale
oh, the endless rhymes and tale !
Delilah Causin
October 14, 2016, July 10, 2021
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Dec 21, 2021
Dec 21, 2021 at 8:36 PM UTC
Poet's Muse
Vicious power she wields
seduced and dazed the poet yields
enamoured, willfully thus entangled
in the intricacies of her magical web
she is wicked and ruthless
and captivating nonetheless.
Beloved goddess of his dreams
subject of writers' praises and whims
sprung from the grounds of Helicon
immaculate as angel from heaven
her whisper enthralls, throws him
into hypnosis and deep chasm.
A fresh morning breeze blows
from whence life comes forth
sends echoes all over reverberating
she is as perplexing and beguiling
poet in tranquility is awakened
goads him on to ink and vent.
Lyrical verses are writ
her image of beauty and wit
the poet yearns and reveres
in poetry the Muse he immortalizes.
Delilah I. Causin, May 11, 2015
Dec 17, 2021
Dec 17, 2021 at 1:00 AM UTC
THE BUMBLE BEE
A brightly colored bee
Flies and hovers over me
In dancing frenzy from the hives
Blithely it nosedives.
Lovely yellow stripes in fuzz
And the vexing buzz and buzz
Visits every flower bloom
***** sweet nectar in gaudy plume.
Little singing bee, to thee I plead
You have no place in my stead
I have neither nectar nor pollen
Begone sting me not or be fallen.
What message you intend to bring
I so dread your deadly sting !
Ah, gentle airborne drone
What you seek, I bemoan.
I know you mean no harm
Just hovering to keep warm.
Delilah Causin, Oct 23, 2014
Dec 16, 2021
Dec 16, 2021 at 11:13 PM UTC
Sweetest of Voices
A visit to my beloved folks' graveyard
the sweetest of voices I thought I heard
soft whispers escaping from the eaves
harmoniously with rustle of leaves.
Song filling the air in rhythmic beat
crooned thru summer’s scorching heat
every soul perchance is charmed
breathing life to the dying land.
Chirps of birds, heavenly and mellow
in handsome plume, sings the sparrow
Cacophony of sounds in thick summer breeze
halcyon day of May, atop sun kissed trees.
Angels and birds pull strings in harmony
Leaves and flowers dance in placid melody
through clumps of green grass and moss
their music eases grief from mortal loss.
Lofty creatures chant lullaby and play
Sweetest voices wipe our tears and woes away
They play and bask in sunshine bright
Keep watch over the dead, day and night.
Delilah, May 23, 2017
Dec 16, 2021
Dec 16, 2021 at 6:00 AM UTC
MY TWO FRIENDS
by Delilah Ignacio Causin
She,
She paints from her dreams
draws nature and the sublime
verses she inks from her heart
deep in meaning; lofty in thought
her works transcend words with ease
the world is her canvas without surcease
at poetry's gate, weave picture ethereal
imagery dreamlike and surreal.
He,
Man and boy housed in one soul
emotions and anguish cajole
his pen steeped in love and pain
exonerates even the mundane,
discovers joy in every torment
breathes metaphor in each tender moment
poetically gives of his heart and wit
cunning or devious,artfully in poems writ.
Two friends have I,
Whose hearts ache and souls revel
web of thousand words, images reveal
take voice from the imperceptible
myriad colors intangible
their flair for prose and poetry
driven by the real, muses and deity
two souls' perception of beauty and truth
duplicate my reflection and thought.
Delilah I. Causin,
Aug 16, 2015
To my Poetess painter friend, Minda Marie De La Serna and and poet friend Narciso
Dec 16, 2021
Dec 16, 2021 at 5:11 AM UTC
RAIN
A rainy Thursday evening
Smell of rain whets my being
Every drop washes the tears away
It makes me love in every way
Rain cleanses my heart of pain
Oh, I so love to feel the rain.
On rainy days flowers are a bloom
In the midst of dark and gloom
Thunder like whimper is a cry
Rain sings me a lullaby
As rain pours and kisses the earth
Life is drenched with hope and birth.
Drowned in your love on a rainy day
My beloved, pack all worries away
Come, dance with me in the rain.
Delilah I. Causin
September 30, 2021
Dec 16, 2021
Dec 16, 2021 at 5:01 AM UTC
First Echo
Love awakens from long slumber
outburst of life within the womb
first quickening felt at dawn
between fire and water
cries, echoes, too deafening
a glimmer of light
joys in the aftermath
then a page is turned
a new story in the offing.
Delilah,
Jan 17, 2016
Dec 16, 2021
Dec 16, 2021 at 4:57 AM UTC