delilah-causin - Hello Poetry

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

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Dec 24, 2021

Dec 24, 2021 at 7:34 AM UTC

NEW DAWN

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

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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

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Dec 21, 2021

Dec 21, 2021 at 10:01 PM UTC

GOD'S GIFT

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

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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

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Dec 21, 2021

Dec 21, 2021 at 9:27 PM UTC

SUMMER RAIN

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

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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

TALE OF THE SUN AND MOON

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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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

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Dec 17, 2021

Dec 17, 2021 at 1:00 AM UTC

POET'S MUSE

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

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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

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Dec 16, 2021

Dec 16, 2021 at 11:13 PM UTC

THE BUMBLE BEE

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

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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

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Dec 16, 2021

Dec 16, 2021 at 6:00 AM UTC

SWEETEST OF VOICES

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

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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

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Dec 16, 2021

Dec 16, 2021 at 5:11 AM UTC

MY TWO FRIENDS

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

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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

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Dec 16, 2021

Dec 16, 2021 at 5:01 AM UTC

RAIN

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

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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

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Dec 16, 2021

Dec 16, 2021 at 4:57 AM UTC

First Echo

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

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