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Geraldine Shadian: Poet

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Geraldine Shadian

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Impressionist Poetry

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KATRINA FROM AFAR

As in the days of Noah, much evil still survives.
Anarchy surrounding, the Serpent soul revives.
It feasts on misery and despair,
Uprooted homes and damaged lives
Crisis is surmounting, desperation takes a rise.
All around is devastation, can none heed the anguished cries.
Many wonder what to cling to. Where's the anchor, in disguise?
Only God can pull them through this, all they need is lifted eyes.
Only He brings peace from chaos, only He can give reprise.
Only He can heal the suffering. If they would only lift their eyes.




Haleakala Snow .



White icing caps the mountain's peak

Frozen sugared sprinkles sprayed

Soft cotton candied clouds bespeak

The white purity darkly grayed



Children look with awestruck eyes

Such a sight never seen

In a place of bluest skies

Crisp cold flats bleach the green



A volcano should be lit with fire

But a snow-white blanket covers its steeps

Unaware of children's joyful desire

To make snowmen and snowballs while it sleeps



This is the finest beauty rare

Seen seldom in each decade

On a Maui mountain frozen air

A bridal gown in Nature's parade



Feb. 2008



Rose, Small

Butterfly

Art by Manor Shadian

September 2007

The Ides of Autumn

The last of summer will unfold
The leaves have turned from green to gold
The sun shines with a reddish hue
To greet the bluish winter view

The autumn rains on the earth below
The days are shorter as they ebb and flow
The grey topped waves more frenzied clash
The stormier sea on the coastline crash

The children's call as they go back to school
The parents once more in the household rule
The prepping time for holiday cheer
The planning and saving for the end of year

The nations filled with signs of fall
The traditional actions of us all
The people united in human ways
The sounds and actions of autumn days




























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Pebble Beach Mist

 

The soft white mists enshroud the forest glade

All birdsong muffled and hillsides fade

A touch of mystery surrounds your space

Its dampish trails caress you face

A nip of chill a shiver to the body brings

Cloudlike wisps of moisture lightly stings

The mid morn sun comes seeping through the haze

The mist bows out when entering sunlit rays.

May 2009

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SOUL MATES
TWO NAMES CARVED UPON A TREE
BLOSSOMS OF LOVE BETWEEN HER AND HE
AS CHILDHOOD BLENDS WITH TEENAGE YEARS
HE IS THERE TO COMFORT, QUIET GIRLISH FEARS
TIME MOVES SWIFTLY ON, IT, NONE CAN HOLD
THEY GROW APART AS COLLEGE, AND CAREERS UNFOLD
EACH ONE INVOLVED WITHIN THEIR LIVES APART
YET STILL THE TIMELESS THREAD WILL TIE THEIR HEART
NEITHER SETTLE DOWN, NO HUSBAND OR WIFE
EACH ONE IMMERSED WITHIN THEIR SEPARATE LIFE
YEARS EBB AND FLOW, BUT MEMORIES REMAIN
AS GOOD AND HARD TIMES, RISE AND WANE
TO RETURN HOME FOR A WHILE THEY BOTH DO YEARN
OLDER, WISER, YET THEIR SPIRITS BURN
ON A HOME TOWN SIDE WALK ONCE AGAIN THEY MEET
SOULS ENTWINED WITH SOUNDLESS PASSION BEAT
THE LOVE THAT NEVER FADED BLOOMS ANEW
AS HAND IN HAND WITH JOY THEIR FUTURE VIEW.

Runner up for Poetry Competition:KAOI radio 2005