THIS WINTER DAY

The dead of winter creeps in - the cold trembling air
A cool breeze surrounding thus my face
I shiver ! I walk the mountainous road
Through life - with the winter blues
On my mind! stars not a trace
The snow it falls - the chill I embrace
My eyes are occupied - I stare at a dull infatuation
The limbs they died - they stagnate my mind
Calamity - it sets in - it overwhelms me
The dark grey cloudy skies are prevalent
Inside I sit , I look out the hazy window
I see the visions are upon me - my mind wanders
Daydreaming! I enjoy the warmth in my environment
No beauty of the sun - I see desperation
Exasperated by the sight of blizzard warnings
I now think of my gardens - the roots are froze
And the rose too died nothing grows
The climbers - they too do not bloom
I see God's eye - he is watching me
I then instill beauteous thoughts on my day
Beauteous blue skies on my mind
Day after day - they blossom - they permeate
In my soul - and in the spring, I create
Images of bright beauty in the skies - so beautiful
But for now - the sun shining on my tomorrow
May the sparkling snow shimmer and the roses soon climb
Indeed beneath the snow - those beautiful roots
Come alive! They are with me opposing the dreary blues
Of this chilly day - smelling roses , I choose.

YESTERDAY - TOMORROW

Today! I walk each new born day
It breaks at dawn - I wake
Images in my mind - for heavens sake
I try - I create - lingering memories
Capturing special moments, I then smile
I cry - tears throughout the years
Embracing life - I walk the extra mile
I smell the roses - every breath I take
Time passes me! and each day that I realize
My day becomes yesterday - beauteous
Be the brain recollecting each new day past
Cherishing thoughts - I am mesmerized
I am blessed! with what is surrounding me
Each picture on the wall - I have pride
I stand tall - I have special feelings inside
Every day - every picture tells a story
And tomorrow I enjoy today - remarkable
I am me! I love - significant memories
Today becomes yesterday and tomorrow
Becomes my past - again I stand tall with pride
Smelling the rose keeping special moments inside
So today creating yesterday - I keep walking
Wasting my time? I create images
Thinking about each breath I take with my rose
The memories on the wall - I keep talking
About my captured memories surrounding me
Beauteous - One love- one life- I see
Carrying yourself , it's all I've got
I'm holding on to one life- Beauteous be..

CHRISTMAS 2013 with love to all my readers

A ROSEBUD!    Here ! I give my gift!   A single long stem ............
Beauteous Be that of the beauty of the rose
Love is in the air on this beautiful holiday
May all of you have a special day on this occasion
And may the rose be in your heart
May the beauty of prose also be with you
Merry Christmas to all my readers................................


To any of you whom enjoyed my book as a gift to give for the HOLIDAYS ....... I hope that " Beauteous Be Poesy " enlightens your life for the the New Year and may all the poems be that of a beautiful gift to share....
Again Happy Holidays....

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!! with the rose

I am deep in my thoughts wondering
Hypnotized by thee beauteous skies
I meditate - I contemplate- I am wise
Cherishing the beauty of the elegant rose
Climbing rocks - the foundation of which I walk
Friendship it is worked on - it therefore grows
I see the glamorous lights on the Christmas tree
Scattered flurries in mind - then predicted
I experience God's powers in my head
Praying hence forth, the thorn doth prick
My rose - it not in bloom - I see in the room
I visualize God's beauty enlightening me
Thankful I am of breath - I breathe
And I smell the scent of God's gardens
I dream of the perfect Christmas I see visions
My soul blessed I play with my cat
I am grateful I have then tranquility
Senses all in tact - I am still breath in reality
And the petals of my rose with bud in time
With love I give to you my poem
Wishing you a Happy Holiday I say
I am walking with gardens in my mind
And my gift to you I hope you find
Is at and year round art then saved
And with my poetry appreciate the heavenly skies
The paths you walk  grounded then paved
Merry Christmas my thoughts are with you year round
May the rose impress you embedded in your soul
And bless each petal in bloom velvety red
I seek this in you - the beauty in your head
Friendship grows with time - the thorn in prose
Beauteous be the rose- as then year round it grows.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO GOD'S son inspired by the love of poetry?

My eyes are imagining - I visualize
I see imagery - I view with perception
I hold the palette - the hues are endless
I am in control of the whole picture
I stroke by stroke - paint the spectrum
Thus I recollect - I ultimately surmise
The colors are vivid and vivid of my imagination
The paint brush glides with perfection
Soon I create a sight for these eyes
My pupils dilate - thus beauteous
A painting is what then I do believe , I see
I still  visualize - the man , a piece of art
And the artist - tells a tale in IQ
Thus the sentimental side exclaims I start
To see that thus complete the artist then
With the hues kept the stroke in perspective
And thus this man by my side is then creative
Togetherness - I view, I see , I believe
The whole picture is truly what I perceive
Derived from this palette - A true wonder
And as my eyes are viewing , I ponder
And think! with wit. Did I create?
As a painter , a work of art with tones
Partial to these eyes subliminal I do
Believe the man of our dreams is waiting
The imagination runs wild and is thus permeating
I see this in you , the painting - this the man
And the artist created him for the woman.

IT DAWNED ON ME

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I am perplexed - imagine that
Waking at dawn - I saw
Images in my mind - skies so fine
Oh the radiant beauty in my head
Hues on my face - the sun's cast
I sit and ponder at this my past
Mesmerized - the hypnotic state
The memories thus that I create
Beauty is the eye of the beholder
I thou shall not dwell into despair
The best of memory I tend to care
I therefore oppose the calamity in my life
And this of the positive too , good I see
In all my images surrounding me
I see the happiness in this my soul
And the roots I welcome day to day
To ground my feelings in any sort of way
I am me - I am positive it is true
That I love each day therefore too
And drowned my sorrows and the blues
In those desperate matters that overflow
And it's me you then too get to know
Only the good - each passing day
I capture beauty - I do it my way
Seldom said do I depress I see
The best of my life it is true instead
And those memories stay within my mind
Too - they stay solemnly in my head.

Written on a song - MY THOUGHTS

Hey! What's is going on? Yes I say
Oh! Yes, What's in my head
And I think - I see four walls
Hey! What's going on ? And I see
Visions! Images lingering within me
Peculiar? Might I see - Imagery
Yes I say! Am I dreaming?
Dream- Oh yeah ! Oh how I dream
Yes I dream! Might I also scheme
Oh how I see satisfaction
Indeed! I see the revolution
Oh I try! Oh yeah oh how I try
Yes I try! May that too that I cry
May I still then be so peculiar
I see - oh yes indeed how I see
Visions in these eyes all around me
I sense! Oh yes true how I see
Rhythm and blue listening too , then also hence
And my sight! I see for sore eyes , may it be
Mighty! Calamity too -may it be worthy
Then I walk ! Oh yes indeed how I walk
And I talk ! Extremities too yes I talk
Than I talk out loud and the wall stares at me
And I sit right down and see what I see
Voices in my head - I see it reality
Very peculiar? And I dream ! Yes I dream
With these four walls surrounding myself
And tunes playing relentlessly , I see
It's not so peculiar - music in my head
And you admit that it's true wanting this in my mind
Ain't it peculiar! yet what did you find?
And I spend my days with it in my ears
Singing along sometimes and the beckon calls
Ain't it peculiar? What I hear in these four walls.