The Imitators Poem by Evelyn Judy Buehler

The Imitators

Rating: 5.0

red plumes, sunset blooms
since denim sky blues faded
lookalikes, sweet fumes

ever moving wind
fragrant and changing like sky
cedes to misty trend

reds, pinks, plums and golds
the world I knew went away
mimics unpatrolled

scarlet summer sass
red cardinal sings sultry
diamonds in green grass

The Imitators
Tuesday, February 13, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: haiku,sunset,appreciation,beauty,colors,flowers,sky,nature love
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
M. Asim Nehal 14 February 2024

You always amaze me with you lovely poems on nature and specially in Haiku forms. Full***** Too good.

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Evelyn Judy Buehler 16 February 2024

Thank you so much for your delightful, memorable comments.

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Anil Kumar Panda 14 February 2024

So beautifully done. Enjoyed. Thanks.

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Evelyn Judy Buehler 16 February 2024

Thank you for the distinct pleasure of your warm remarks.

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