Mountains - Eleanor G. Cionco
Majestic, proud, quiet and chilling
Ever changing with light and cloud
The perfect prop for a sunrise to climb
A magnificent canvas for the sunset to shroud
Covered with clouds on a hot summer day
Makes one think you've gone away
And then the storm, foreboding and threatening
Yet you remain, perfect and still
Snow on your peaks is a confectionery delight
Followed by spring, and blankets of poppies, orange and white
I marvel at your beauty and grace
For all seasons, in this time and space.

 

Desert Beauty - Eleanor G. Cionco
To see beauty in the desert
Is not easy for some
Too harsh, too dry, too brown, too dead
Plants struggle to live
And creatures as well
And dust devils dance in the heat of hell
But just as winter rains turn dirt to green
And spring makes desert cacti bloom
We, too, grow and change through the seasons
And awaken to beauties before thought of as gloom.

A Walk on the Beach - Eleanor G. Cionco
To walk on the beach
Is joy for the senses
Rhythmic waves gently lap at the shore
And the colors, the colors, the glorious colors
Cobalt to turquoise to green, mixing with all shades in between
While the sun paints shimmering streaks of silver and gold
I drink in the pungent salt air
And burrow my feet in warm sand, heel to toe
A walk on the beach
Is a delight for the soul.

Cosmos - Eleanor G. Cionco
This wonderful profusion of color and grace
I first found in your home, in a very tall vase
While I raved about beauty and nature, you collected seeds
And sent them to me in my desert space
Now you are gone, but my cosmos bloom each year
And as I look upon those joyous flowers, I remember you
And smile . . . .