Soft is the sunrise of a marmalade dawn
Unblemished as it sparkles to the waves as they yawn
Mesmerizing rhythm of waters ebb and flow
Making sweet music in the early morning glow
Eventide will descend with the setting sun
Releasing shades of twilight so heavenly spun
Mellow is luna as she comes into view
Overlooking the sea with her golden hue
On the beach lovers take a stroll
Neath starry skies as rhythmic waves roll
Soothing and calming is this summer downpour,
Under the tin roof of my gazebo I listen to the score;
Murmuring and whispering in my sadly drooping garden,
Musical, the lovely dulcet melody of utter abandon;
Ebbing and fading and then rebounding loudly,
Reprising again a thunderous and soulful song proudly.
Rhapsodic and exuberant the pulsing sortie,
Absolute and utter is my repose so completely;
Impressive and dramatic the swaying foliage,
Nourished and totally free is my spiritual sage.
June 21, 2014
Seeking the perfect picnic spot
Utopian sunshine so mellow
Mountainous waves for surfing
Marching to nature's rhythm
Ever have basil flavoured ice cream? (better than it sounds)
Reeling in the Catch of the Day
Spending time on my bicycle
Under the star lit canopy dreaming
Marrying seed to soil, fresh grown
Meeting my family at the cottage
Enjoying the antics of energized grandchildren
Relishing floating on mirror like moisture
Summer will come................................eventually
Under rainy skies or blazing.................sun
Maybe early-maybe late. but it.... ........will
Move in and bring sun..........................shine
Each day will be warmer.......................until
Rains begin again in..............................September
May sometimes has cold........................rains
Often farmers do not wel.......................come
Nature's irresponsible ways..................and
They do not want the rain to ................stay
Hoping for just the right amount............all
Summer, which is more busy than..........winter.
April 22, 2014
Hydration has left my tongue
Either I see a ghost or the summer plays a fools game with me
At a lake how refreshing is the earths most precious gift
Remember the humidity over an ice cream cone...hmmm! vanilla my favorite!
Sunshine, still bright and warm by day,
Evenings are so much cooler now.
Pretty soon winter will be on its way,
Too soon Summer takes her final bow.
Easily Summer slips into Fall,
Maple trees turn to colourful hues.
Beautiful oranges and reds and yellows
Entice photographers with their views.
Rightly, for its beauty, September I'd choose.
entered in Carol Brown's "Fall Is Around
The Corner" acrostic contest
Spring Summer Autumn Winter Acrostic Poetry.
Seeking political office is getting hard,
Party politics needs more vigor in this regard:
Republicans must try more to deliver their views
In order to organize the people, without any excuse;
Nowadays, Democrats are getting stronger, after
Gaining control of the White House and the Senate altogether.
Some people think, and it's a true fact, that
Unless Republicans try to review their policy tact,
Many of their seats will be lost in congress,
Mainly some seats in the Senate, also some of the seats they control
Especially in the House: they will have to review and
Revise their conservative norms, regarding Immigration Reforms.
America needs a strong leader
Under the present day economic conditions
To lower the country's debt of over 14 trillions dollars:
Until and unless we try to cut down spending and
Most of us try to reduce excessive wastes,
No amount of effort will save the country from disaster.
We the people think that
In this country it was
Never the right thing,
To increase excessive spending,
Even if we could afford to spend it.
Responsibility lies in all of us to reduce the nation's debt.
September comes blowing a cooling breeze,
Escorting Summer on her way.
Pretty yellow and gold colored leaves,
Teased by the wind dance and play.
Exciting colors of orange and red,
Make the Maples a firey hue.
Bedecked so gaily from toe to head,
Ethereal Fall imbues,
Richness as Summer makes her bed.
For Fall Is Around The Corner Contest by Carol Brown
Standing on the sidewalk,
Underneath the trees,
My ears can hear it talk,
Murmuring with the breeze,
Every drop hits the street,
Running in it's own way,
Raining down it's own beat,
A song it just wants to play,
I can feel their dancing feet,
Near mine on a summer day.
Spectacular sight we saw the coming rain
Under the Hall's bridge our goal was plain
Masterpiece from Heaven, raindrop bliss
Marvelous setting for our first kiss
Every part of me enjoyed that storm
Rain soaked kids, our love was born
Remembering that day from long ago
August heat met Heaven's show
In the summer time, rain speaks to me
Never will forget that day you set me free
Contest: Francine's Summer
Poet: Dave Wood