morning dew coating the fresh grass
pitter pattering rain showers
green foliage growing on trees
flowers budding in gardens
sun shining in a cloudy sky
the air chilly and warm
nature rebirth
dancing in the rain
jumping in mud puddles
basking in the rays of light

Robin, butterfly, chaffinch calls
wisteria climbs on ancient walls,
magnolia, daffodil, snowdrop scramble
carrion crows parade and amble,
in the garden near the maze
early spring brings warmer days

—apparent late spring.
I wish the heart responded
to all that's in bloom.

If I felt then what I feel now
I would love you
All the more
Beyond the exotic folklore

Your Sweet beauty
And Our love like jazz unwinds
Upon the Heavenly luminous shore
With the ballerina waves
that dance
With kindred romance

While you dazzle
With your candlelit
And casual pizazz
The diamond stars
Blush like salsa roses
Blooming
To Sparkle
Gaze WithIn Gaze
Love WithIn
Honey caress

The Spring evening moon
Like a candelabra
Sweetly ablaze
It sighs goldenly aglow
With Our love to forever flow

Reynaldo Casison

I would be glad as the midnight rain
Upon the Spring flowers
Blooming WithIn
The diamond gaze
Of fine wine stars
For her Sweet Love
to be forever mine
Therefore I weep to sigh
Like the exotic flowers
With the Golden rose moon
In the Heavenly sky
Their Love is forever mine
and
Sublime

Reynaldo Casison

The blood red vibrant buds on the trees ignite
in a chaotic emergence against the pale blue sky.
The infant spring sheen of the warm sun,
beckons my mind into a garden of oblivion.
Heavy thoughts are lost to the miniature whistles
of the happy house finch.
Breeze sweeps crumbs of dreams that were never clinched.
Penetrating the soul's rich soil
are fresh buds of ideas that have remained loyal.
Before blossoms burst, my black dirt voraciously thirsts.
And then joyous daffodils destroy winter's curse.

dressed you for the rain
now this snow pelting pain
aww kid ! bad forecast

I sat upon a fashioned stump
Where birds and bugs all ducked and dived;
Stuck on the stump before a ****
And wondering which to hide.

A smear of veg before me spreads
As far as the mind can see;
And dazzling flowers all nod their heads,
And all of them smile at me.

Then the birds, the birds all sing their song,
And the rest can buzz and dance along,
So I know that really it can’t be long
‘Till everything’s smiling at me.

But the buzz and the song -
Oh, where had they gone?
And those flowers -
How they smiled at me!

It is Spring and it is Midnight
with your love my sweet exotic dove

A kind of rose candlelight
Kisses sweetly within the April sky
The mapled moon caresses
The hour with its honey gold

These are the moonbeams
Where our love serenades
One another
This sweet brilliance
That transcends the seasons
and oceans apart
When our love waltzes
WithIn our hearts
The heavenly moonlit waves
straddle and salsa
To reminiscent golden shores

One jazz sway of your Cabaret hips
One sweet kiss of your Iris gaze
Makes you surreal
Like paint upon canvas
Rose gold moon
WithIn our Love
WithIn vineyard sky

Sweet exotic *****
Your singing makes one weep
Windswept sorrows and joys
And even the stars seem asleep
And awake in dream

You waltz like a fine wine groove
While the rose gypsies
Lounge and bloom
as sweetly as they can be

And The moonlight is all ours
Luminous sassy demure fountain
Of love serenades and dreams
Seven candles
Seven brilliant midnight stars
To light with our gaze and love
While the sunflowers sway
And bow
WithIn the maple breeze

Reynaldo Casison