Poems by Edel T. Copeland

On a cold December day, in a distant unknown land,
Not long before, we were strangers; now we walk hand in hand,
On a journey through mystical mountains, draped in a glistening white snow.
A story is just beginning as our blossoming love continues to grow.

Your eyes ran deep with kindness, mirroring your gentle soul.
Your smile was bright and shining; my heart and love you stole.
You kept me warm and sheltered; for hours, in your arms I lay,
Longing time to stand still, to resist the dawning of day.

Life's magical map of destiny led me to find your love,
On an enchanting train through a wonderland of dreams, gifted from angels above.
Your love is more precious than a treasure; you are a diamond that is rare to find.
You touched my heart with your passion, your tenderness so warm and kind.

Oceans may keep us apart, but our hearts will beat close forever,
A precious love locked deep in my heart; it's a love I will always treasure.
Looking to the moon in a dark, blackened sky, I wonder where you are,
You are the one who lights my life, my one and only bright and shining star.

Rippling crystal waters shine like silver to reflect summer's glow.
Soothing and calming in rhythm, echoing its lyrical flow.
Magical music of nature, a symphony of splendid delight.
Skies like blue oceans in paradise, birds soaring to grasp full flight.

Gentle swans glide gracefully, elegant yet proud and strong,
Birds and bees in unison, the joyful hum of nature's song.
Rolling summer meadows shimmer, like jewels in Mother Nature's crown.
Embellishing fields of emerald green draped in its golden gown.

Light sweet air blows softly, scented by sweet cherry blossom in bloom.
Delicate, pretty petals lifting to dance in harmony with summer's tune.
The sounds and scents of summer, its melody light and free.
Sands of gold that glisten, embracing waves of a warm and whispering sea.

Wild winds whistle through Autumn's rustling leaves,
Trees of gold like amber flames sway softly with the rising breeze,
The cool crisp air of Autumn in the stillness of darkening skies,
Tender leaves fall gently, reflecting the tears of Autumn's cry.

The warming glow from a summer sun fades in September skies,
Sorrowful clouds of greyish blue, a display of Mother Nature's solemn goodbye,
Whimsical leaves of dark red crimson, once vibrant with the richness of life,
Delicate and circling from high above, a powerful performance of Autumnal delight.

A solitary bird soars high above, conquering winds in twilight clouds.
The haunting howl of Autumn's wail, whistling her ghoulish bemoaning sound,
As the darkness of night begins to fall, in the midst of a harvest moon,
A remorseful ripening of rituals, as the tightening grip of Autumn looms.

In the season of change and maturity, falling leaves begin to decay,
The cycle of nature within the circle of life, Mother Earth will usher the way,
As the withering bare trees stand lonesome in the shadows of silent fears,
The ravishing roars from a raucous wind extinguish the light from Autumn's lost tears.