Cherry Whim In orchards where the cherries grow,Round jewels of red begin to show.Hanging from the branches, swaying,Nature’s candy, sweetly laying.Ripe and rich, a tart surprise,Beneath the broad, blue open skies.Twins on stems, a pair in sync,Blushing siblings at the brink.Sun-kissed skin, to teeth cede,Juice that writes a ruby creed.A fleeting season’s merry bounty,Adorns the…
Strawberry Moon Above, the sky dons her rouge,A blush that night cannot subdue.Silent orb, in June’s sweet bloom,Casting forth her strawberry gloom.Tides swell under crimson light,Crests of waves catch fire at night.Lovers’ glances softly communeUnder the watchful strawberry moon.Fields asleep in silver hues,Draped in midnight’s crimson muse.Fleeting guest, gone too soon,Wishes cast on strawberry moon.She…
Ripe rouge, yet not as sweet,Tartness where sugar should meet.In fields of green, they stand alone,Juice of sorrow, the seeds sown.Tendrils reach, the sun to spurn,Berries blush, with sourness churn.Harvest of the heart, so bittersweet,Fruitful yield, but not a treat.Each bite, a tale of unripe dreams,In every chew, a silent scream.Nature’s rubies, fair in deceit,Promises…
Farewell dear mother, your journey begins,Past the veils where the ether thins.Your voice, a melody softly waning,Leaves the air with your love remaining.In your chair, the imprint stays,Echoes of laughter, the sun’s last rays.Teacups rest from stories told,Hands now silent, warmth turned cold.Seasons will turn, the trees will bow,I’ll seek your wisdom, here and now.The…
In a crowded park’s gentle sway,I saw a young mother with her day:Sunlight danced through leaves above,She tended to her child with love.A picnic spread on a patchwork quilt,Crumbs of laughter and joy they built.A tiny hand with fingers curled,Reaching out to touch the world.She sang a tune without a name,Each note a spark, a…
In a world woven from the threads of kindness,She stands, a beacon of gentleness and grace,Not born of blood, but bonded by the heart,My other mother, with her endless embrace.Her laughter, a symphony in quiet rooms,Her wisdom, a map through my darkest fears,In her eyes, I find the light of stars,Guiding me beyond the rush…
Dear Mama, skies were grey,Your words, a sunray.In storms, you were my cloak,In despair, the hope I spoke.Every lesson you have sown,In soft soil, carefully grown.Your laughter, my favorite tune,Under stars, beneath the moon.In your arms, a fortress found,In your wisdom, solid ground.You taught me how to stand,With gentle words and firmer hand.Now as I…
I went to a party, Mom,Lights danced, laughter chimed.Friends in clusters, wild, free,I stood by, sipped my tea.Music boomed, bass shook,Glances flew, no one looked.Felt alone in crowded space,Smiles hid my out-of-place.Came home early, door clicked,You asked, my words picked:”Good time?” — “Yeah, it was okay.”You nodded, knew I didn’t stay. Meaning The poem “I…
Cap and cape, she wears none,yet her feats, daily done.In her eyes, galaxies spin,worlds of wisdom, deep within.Her laughter, a fortress high,shields me when tears are nigh.Hands, though gentle, fiercely guard,each scar a story, each line hard-earned.She fights battles, not with swords,but with words, kind and sure.At day’s end, when shadows creep,her hug’s a haven,…
Morning breaks,Muffin bakes.Crumbs of joy,Blueberry, oh boy!Butter melts,Warmth is felt.Laughs spill,Time stands still.Mom and me,Perfectly. Meaning Muffins with Mom poem captures the cozy, cherished moments of sharing muffins in the morning light. This short poem highlights the simple pleasures of fresh baked goods and warm company, using vivid, sensory imagery to bring to life the…
