Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Crystalline image form was created by the American poet ,Denis Garrison .Euphony is the key factor coupled,in lines of 8 or 9 syllables making a total of seventeen.
COUPLETS of mine in a longer form are shown by way of contrast
CRYSTALLINE Copyright of Brian Strand England
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IN SIGHT'S EYE
Ideas with nowhere to hide
An eureka moment inside
Indistinct ,then becoming clear
Words & pictures coming near-
A passage of light to my soul,
Inspiration to make me whole.
Can a letter break a heart
Like the look as lovers part
Can a smile from two twinkling eyes
Bring forth laughter, from sighs
Can a hug then melt the ice
Does true love always feel this nice
Can romance begun with a kiss
Conclude in a lifetime of bliss
Chill breath of fall seared scarlet red
Tears well within for comrades ,long dead.
Sunrise ripples across the lake,
memories surface as I awake.
My fingers reach to touch the sky
where swallows circle,then southwards fly.
Love flowers as commitment ties,
as mere flirtation flies,then dies.
Shrieks of seagulls die on the breeze;
Choldhood ebbs away on sunlit seas.
#6 Flowers of beauty within the heart
festoon th gestures we impart.
One crysanthemum lay on his grave.
Thus did fortune favour the brave.
Speaking volumes of words,unheard,
spring flowers,in which all senses merge.
The requiem slowly brought a tear,
stripping each sense of its veneer.
Shadows flicker across my eye;
blown on the wind,a brown butterfly.
#11 THE VOLUNTEER
Handshakes,kisses and fond farewell
with destiny's tears nothing could quell.
Dahlia petals on the lawn,
dew-sodden,in the October dawn.
Michelmas daises,limp and old,
amidst fading leaves,now spotted gold.
Across the meadow a country stile;
contemplative ,I sit awhile.
Amid the eerie dayspring light
yesterday's memories glow so bright.
#16 THE BONDSMAN
The hands tick around,one by one;
tedium ends with the setting sun.
Apples overhang the prchard wall,
sun-kissed drapes,now about to fall.
Explosives whistled all around
where red petals now colour the ground.
#19 JOURNEYS OF THE HEART
On the trail of nows-broken vows
echo to a distant horizon.
#20 WHITE RAIN
Beautiful blossom,a welcome sight.
Nature's emblem,a Spring delight.
#21 HIGASAYAMA(High Mountain parasol)
Bright bonfire-coloured leaves all aglow
in Acer Palmtum's Autumn show.
The polished blade glides to-and-fro;
"Timber"echoes in the glade below.
#23 SCHOOLS OUT
Long,lazy holidays,dry and warm
interlaced by a summer storm.
#24 SHEPHERD's DELIGHT
Sunset peeping under a cloud,
cloaks the landscape in a scarlet shroud.
Unheard their endless sounds and sighs;
peircing deep their questioning eyes.
Poignant passions on canvas splashed
with emotions displayed un-abashed.
#27 FORTIES CHILD
Inkwells in desks with lift-uplids.
Tables written out with old pen-nibs.
#28 ON THE WING
Hot summer days bring into view
A Red Admiral and Holly Blue.
As November draws to its close
the hedgehogs snuggle in dormant pose.
Clouds wine-dark in a vivid hue
drift on a sea of celestial blue.
Aconites gazing into the sun
'neath dangling catkins,finely spun.
I watch a swallow swoop and pass
above an old meadow,lush with grass.
Awakened mammals desert their holes
rummaging midst the hazel boles.
#34 FORTIES SUMMER
Winding brooklets fill narrow streams
into rivers of my childhood dreams.
#35 FORTIES HARVEST
Stooked-up sheaves,midst close growing clover
in wind and rain,toppling over.
Lives sacrificed for us,now free
lie quiet,as blossom from a tree.
Long twilight days in winter's shade
bring to-morrow's snowdrops in the glade.
#38 WEE SMALL HOURS
A whistling wind,a scatter of rain.
Sounds of night on my window pane.
#39 THE WAKE
Eyes fill with emotion or tears;
stories unravel of yesteryears.
#40 ADOLESCENT PASTIMES
Fishing for minnows ith jar and net,
oftimes slipping and getting wet.
#41 FORTIES CHRISTMAS
Around narrow streets,carl singing;
boxes rattling,lanterns swinging.
#42 POCKET MONEY DAY
Noses pressed flaton the window glass;
our pockets tinkling,full of brass.
#43 FORTIES PASTIMES
Exploring fields across the brook;
studying in nature's real-time book.
#44 CHILTERN LANDSCAPES
Beechwood,downlands and common heath
with earthy limestone inches beneath.
#45 FLOWERS OF THE FIELD
together mix in fellowship.
#46 GREEN LAND
Purple vetch and ribwort plantain
jostle lush clover in Enlish rain.
Dogrose flowers in a briared sprawl
prickles as it meanders tall.
#48 THE RAMBLE
Follow the track with the scenic view
into the wood with its carpet blue.
#49 THE GLUT
Speckled starlings sing with delight
over flying ants in nuptial flight.
#50 THE RIDINGS
Stone bridged hamlets nestle in the Dales
with stone-walled fields along their vales.
By a trickling stream so shallow
willows shadow a purple mallow.
#52 Sea Buckthorn in a dense hedge screen
between Ceanothus ,shaded green.
Scents tomingle in summer heat
Sensations tingling up the spine
as heaving emotions re-align.
Moth,butterfly we briefly see
conserved by us ,their steward-trustee.
Clouds of teasels spiral so tall
'midst dancing grasses against a wall.
The stream where pooh-sticks once were raced
now flows into memory's embrace.
#58 DOWN AND OUT
Sounds of lonely ejected sighs
erupt from ruts in life's highways.
Lilies waxing in summer light
A heady fragrance to fill the night.
The perfumed petals,paperwhite
first intoxicate,then delight.
#61 THE CHASE
Over striding downs with grassy scrub
and onto the trees with clumps of shrub
#62 THE RAMBLE
Along shaded lanes with gates and stile
and wayside pubs to rest awhile.
#63 A NEW DAWN
Daybreak tinges the nigescent sky
Hope enlightens my mind's eye.
#64 HONEY MOON
Queen and drone in ceremony
wag and dance with alacrity.
#65 SUMMER BOARDERS
Meadow Brown,Peacock and Skipper
welcome pollen-dusted day-tripper.
#66 SUMMER RAIN
Cauliflower clouds,nimbus topped
weeping a shower of warm tear-drops.
#67 HIGH SUMMER
The Basil spreading six feet tall
by a freshwater spring trickling small
#68 ALFRESCO FOOD
Patios parasol be-decked
Wandering wasps pinicing un-checked.
#69 OVER THE COMMON
Between clumps of gorse in yellow garb
Along a path baked summer-hard
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