Poems by Paul Holmes

Yellow flame flickers
Shadows dance upon the wall
Love grows ever strong.

Crescent of colours
Arching high above our heads.
Sunshine brings us hope.

Pretty pink ballerinas
Dancing all in a row,
On thin, tenuous stems,
Such a beautiful show.

Pretty pink petals
Hang carefree in warm air
Stirring a sense of happiness
Simply by being there.

Did I hear a tinkling sound
As a gentle summer breeze
Blew amid red flowers,
The bushes and the trees?

Their dance is so special
I just have to stand and pause,
Looking in admiration
I prepare my applause.

But then, they give an encore
A delightful little ballet,
Such beautiful Ballerinas,
In their presence I have to stay!

I’m always amazed how
You stand so very tall,
How you never give in,
You bend but do not fall.

Your orange flame dances
In a hypnotic display;
The winds of change keep blowing
But right there is where you stay.

You constantly keep shining
Like a beacon, blazing bright;
A light in black darkness
To brighten our long night.