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 Feb 2020
Pagan Paul
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She appears in the dawn mists of Autumn,
in yellows and gold, in reds and in browns,
painting shades and hues, Nature's decorum,
blushing the trees in her fine harvest gowns.

Dispensing her bounty for all to reap,
walking so confident through woodland scenes,
she prepares the trees for their Winter sleep
with distant thought of leaves and shoots new green.

Come Spring she wears riotous colour dress
in purple and mauve, a spectrum of blues,
showing reds and yellows, pinks to impress,
attracting the eyes to see as they choose.

In summer she arrives in hazy days
basking in new warmth, eager to be shown,
naked to the Sun, exposed to its rays,
Nature's beautiful daughter now full grown.



© Pagan Paul (09/02/20)
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Lord of Green Series - Poem 17
Finally a new Lord of Green poem!
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 Feb 2020
Edmund black
When love find you
You will know

Flowers will grow From fingers
Palms full of soil a scent that
Lingers and leads

You will not be afraid
To toil in loves garden

You will come as water
You will come as seeds
You will come as whatever
Love needs you to be

And
love will come
As whatever you need
Love to be
Bending to each other’s burden

All life
all light
strange and ready.
 Feb 2020
Dr Peter Lim
A life is a theme
that summarises
crystallises
what you are
the substance
the essence
the core
of your being entire
minus the trivia--

the waste
and spoilage
of millions
of hours
have consumed
the best
they fall
they despair
fade away
with scar-

all that we are
is self-made
self-directed

how far
we go
lies within
not dictated
by any fateful star-

we are each
a Ulysses
a silent
unknown
hero
only if
we dare
to be
what we are.
 Feb 2020
Sea's End
When two poets love,
Words start to hang in the air
And lose their meaning.
Another haiku? Wow! I'm only so good with words until I actually need to use them. Just ask my girl. (Spoiler alert: I'm really bad at articulating my thoughts in the heat of the moment. That's why I'm here.)
 Feb 2020
Forbiden Fruit
Her absence,
Made my whole
World
Unhabitable;
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