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Details | Pantoum | |

Serenity

 

As a peaceful wind pushed long and free
simple love had arrived in perfect time
with a song of jubilation rolling pure through the valley
a seed of love took flight in summer winds  free

simple love had arrived in perfect time
as I lay naked upon ancient rocks of graceful light
a seed of love took flight in summer winds free
Gods grace in delicate strokes touched me

as I lay naked upon ancient rocks of graceful light
with a song of jubilation rolling pure through the valley
Gods grace in delicate strokes touched me
as a peaceful wind pushed long and free 




Details | Free verse | |

not all is lost

Not all is lost.
In rotting wood,
where salamanders
hibernate, 
creatures plunder 
fallen treasures. 
Under the garden chair, 
a pair 
of summer shoes lie - 
abandoned? 
Not all roses die 
when summer goes.
Somewhere a rose
is blooming still, 
waiting to be found.


Details | Rhyme | |

For Always

Every moment I can't see your face;
These are the days and nights when I miss you.
I ask that you stay for always,
On sunny days and when it rains too.

If I speak to another pretty dame,
She's not the flame inside that grows.
In my heart you will remain;
This one thing I'd like you to know.



©2013 Honestly JT
For Skat -Love's "Under 10" Poetry Contest


Details | Verse | |

Wildflowers

Standing out in a field alone, a little white flower named Daisy longed for someone to share her world.
One day a blue flower named Bachelor Button entered her world they became friends.
 She knew by his name that he was not the propagating kind, but that didn’t stop their relationship she called him BB short for best bud.
The seasons of Spring & Summer they enjoyed the sun, laughed in the rain and held on fast in the Fall.
Winter came it was long and hard they were both covered in a blanket of snow, not knowing whether they would ever see each other again or even survive .The snow fell     then came the ice, this went on for months.

The Sun shone brightly the first day of spring. A few days later warmth of the sun melted the snow, Daisy popped up .
 I’ve been waiting days for you to come out, said BB, they both chanted hooray!
The snow was completely gone in a few days, the birds started building their nests , bugs were crawling around ,butterflies began to visit the two flowers. I wish there were more of us Daisy said, to BB.

They laughed as the sun and wind blew through their leaves.  Then it started the sun and rain took turns until one morning the air & field was filled with the smell of flowers.
 
Daisy and BB looked at each other and asked what kind of flowers are these ? they’re not white like daisies they’re not blue like bachelor buttons. They did not know the birds and bugs carried the seeds from the two of them and the caterpillars buried them under the soil.
The seeds from the new flowers were then carried by the winds many miles away, they landed in fertilized gardens and flourished, although they faced danger everyday. 
as they were called WEEDS ..
 The Gardener pulls weeds out of the garden so they don’t choke the flowers, which cost a lot of money and require lots of maintenance.

However there was a Gardener who saw her friends spending hours weeding their garden , that they didn’t have enough time to admire and enjoy the labors of their love
So she set out to give a home to all the weeds ,she provided a place where they could fit in and multiply, they required no maintenance, rain provides their water .

The best part of all is their beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
 Ask my granddaughter-- What are those flowers in the garden ?
  She will answer "WILDFLOWERS " their parents were Daisy and BB


Details | Heroic Couplets | |

Are you ready

Moments to Reflect
Are you ready?
Jesus is on his way and it will not be long until He arrives and I want my soul by His side because His love will set me free. He is all in this world that I need, He is the air that I breathe and He lives within me He give to me a gift of life for all eternity. Jesus is the air that I breathe he is in every breath that I take. He my life and the world to me so I praise Him daily upon my knees, He is life for all who want to live for all eternity.
So fresh and clean, like clear blue sky and a gentle summer breezes, He is what will always sustain me in my time of need. He caresses me like a summer shower, oh what an honor. Like the air that I breathe, I have faith in Him sight unseen. In Him I place my faith unseen knowing that He is living deep within me.
He is every flower and every tree His present is everywhere, all around me. This I can see and I know He care for me. He gave His life so that I might be free of sin, loving Him bring true life for me and for all to see my faith is strong and I show it and in this I cannot go wrong living my life, His words as my guide.. He bared the weight of this world big or small and sin was what it was called and He paid a debt that He did not owe for all humanity to find their way back home and to have life more abundantly  within His kingdom that is more precious gold with bless yet to be told.
He the One who can set you free, He all that you need, He is the air and the flowers and the trees, He the air that I breathe for He fulfilled my every need and that is why I worship Him wholeheartedly upon my knees. He my Savior the One that I want to please serving Him faithfully in all that I do giving thanks down on knees because I know that He love me.
In His glory I will live my life, and in Him will find a peace of mind, and be with Him when I die living forever a new life in paradise by His side.



No matter where I go He like the air that I breathe so fresh and clean. He always with me , living inside of me, oh how sweet the security living life full and sin free , because when He set you free you are free in deed.
Like a gentle summer breeze Jesus love caresses me and it for all if you ask Him to come inside of you. It is for all that can read His word is written please want you read. Come have faith in Jesus and to can have life and have it more abundantly, walk hand in hand with Jesus in paradise for all eternity. So do not be left behind with the time comes.
Keep this in mind and close to your heart; Jesus love is sweeter than a spring rain and more loving that a summer breeze, can’t you see within the 
Lord our savior there is everlasting life for all who truly believe. Faith and belief in Jesus is life guaranteed what more do anyone really need?
 


Details | Free verse | |

Last Summer Saturday

Poorly heated coffee;
I can't seem to get it hot enough.
Tired eyes still rolling,
Film draped for dreaming.
This last Summer Saturday,
Might as well call it Fall.
The pumpkins out and jumping,
Future jack-o-lanterns for fun.
Gentle breeze cascades,
Every once in a while a poof.
Sunny sun still sunning;
Please don't ever go away.
Time to heat up the coffee;
My goodness this is good!
So open arms and lean back;
God is so, so good!


Details | Free verse | |

Love Built By God Above

You are in my heart wherever I go;
You I will never let go.
You are with me always;
You I am always.
This is love.
Build by God above,
This is love.


Details | Free verse | |

Work

Work.
Toil.
The pain I put in the ground.
For such a precious thing.
Corn. 
The family enjoys their meal.
They plant their leftover kernels.
And wait for me to tend to them.
Work. 
An endless cycle in which happiness is born.


©Demand4poetry
21 February 2013


Details | Haiku | |

Efflorescence

Blossoming 
Effulgent sun proffers love 
Clambering… 

Ascending
Above the undergrowth…of
Thorns and weeds

Furtively
The moon unravels wonders
Glimmering  


Details | Sijo | |

SUMMER KARMA

With sultry eyes from the torridness, our summer solstice brings togetherness.
     Hands are held in a romantic way and relationships forms.
Is this longevity or a subterfuge born?

The crowd of people came as one for a centralized purpose.
     Singles solicited to discover someone.
With the requirement of a blog post, is a subterfuge born?

Dissipated to a picture of love, what lengths will be taken in karma?
     A total straight focus took shape and a morality call to procreate.
Different sex is unity.
________________________________|
PENNED ON JUNE 29, 2014!


Details | Pantoum | |

THE UNHOLY DEAD

   THE UNHOLY DEAD
He would take her to heaven if she chose to go
but her world's just a place for the dead,
if she had a solution he wanted to know,
in a while it would be in his head.

All her world is a place for the unholy dead
she might answer his question two times,
in a while he might see, but will lose it instead
holding out for an answer that rhymes.

she might answer his question, and answer it twice,
"yes I love you but don't want to go,"
so he holds out much longer because of the price
of the things that he never should know.

"Yes I love you but it's not time for me to leave,"
she has told him, but didn't explain,
"Love is something you never should know nor believe,
unless you are a sweet summer rain."

Yes she told him, but didn't tell all that she knows,
he can't see how she loves him so much,
like a sweet summer rain she appears and then goes
to the heaven he wants her to touch.

He can't see how she loves him, his heart is so blind,
nor that they are in heaven--but how?
And he wants so to touch her, and then he will find
they're together in heaven right now.

How they got to heaven, she said time and again,
"I have loved you much longer than me,"
and together in heaven, they see how love's been
for as long as a true love can be.

She has loved him much longer than sweet summer rain
and before she was ever a child,
for as long as a true love that's hard to explain,
from where-ever a true love is filed.

And before she was young, in her place of the dead,
they were younger than love ever knows,
and where-ever love is, in the heart or the head,
they've gone into where-ever love goes.
© ron wilson


Details | Verse | |

Deep in the Woods

Deep in the woods,

the branches dance in the wind,

wild and free,


Spreading their fragrance for

you and me.


Wild flowers sway,

as the wind try's picking them up,


Their roots planted firmly,

as they flow from side to side,


showing us all their glory,

and our makers touch inside,


shadows follow as they calmly go slow,

Deep in the woods,

time is well known,

as night takes hold,

until the morning,

when light takes control.



Written by:©Betty Bolden


Details | Free verse | |

Summer Sculptures

God's summer sculpture,
Divine and complex.

A season of bright sunshine and warmth,
Walks through God's beautiful garden.

A rainbow of flowers,
My favorite, the black-eyed susans.

Their dark spheres and yellow petals,
A bouquet smiling at me when I walk past.

The green foliage everywhere,
Tall spruces and pines.

Maples with their summer green,
Extending friendship with their tall long branches and leaves.

The long winding walkway to the lake,
The ducks and geese swimming in lines.

Willows tall and sweeping,
Bull rushes ever so tall.

White lilies in pods at the edge of the lake,
A picturesque summer sculpture.

The walkway reminiscent and kind,
A return home after a beautiful day.


Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz



Details | Rhyme | |

Summer at last

My heart with joy is singing
No more pain no more crying
Summer’s sun is shining bright
In my world all seems right

God is incredible good to me
He heard my cry and set me free
He gives us no more than we can bear
I have a savior in Jesus I will not fear

Though I walk through the Valley of death
He sustains me He supplies each breath
The Sun came out and melted the frost
Thank God it is Summer my heart is warm at last


Details | I do not know? | |

Life Is Like

Life is like a warm summer day;
Full of obstacles and delay.
Like is like a summer past;
No single moment will ever last.
Life is like some winter snows;
It has its high points and its lows.
Life is like a winter sky;
Beautiful, until the day you die.
Life is like an autumn wind;
Chilling you through 'til the end.
Life is like an autumn moon;
Foretelling of something coming soon.
Life is like a spring rain;
Giving you something to gain.
Life is like a spring child;
Always smiling, always wild.
Life is short,
So live it tall
And God will see
You through it all.



(Dedicated To Ebony Webb R.I.P)


Details | Free verse | |

Hot Summer Day

Flies swarm on a hot summer day.
True love blooms.
God and Heaven are in His Kingdom.
Let the prisioners go free! 
And FREE they must go home.


Details | Free verse | |

God's Summer Stage

God's summer stage is a delight of warmth and wisdom,
Beautiful butterflies flying about,
Bees polinating the exquisite flowers,
A walk through the summer jungle,
Trees and bushes and flowers blossoming,
The sound of calm waters,
Ducks and geese caressing the lake,
Swimming in ripples, the lake visited once again,
Humanity walking in harmony with nature,
God's clouds shapely and moving about in the breeze,
The caress of the wind on your shoulder,
God's blessing to humanity.

Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


Details | Haiku | |

Indian Summer

spiders weaving webs
I got caught up in many 
countless killing  threads

©Ellie Daphne


Details | Lyric | |

TIME FOR RESPITE

        TIME FOR RESPITE
Searching through summer; the time for respite;
hot from mid-morning turns warm through the night,
lazy you're feeling, but love doesn't care
if you're reflecting on what has been there.

Memories fade to the heat of the day,
there comes someone who is wanting to say
"How much I love you," and summer must wait
love does not care if it's if early or late.

These are the good times, the reason we dream.
These are the bad times, the reason we scream.
Searching through summer, the time for respite,
Love comes along and then summer feels right.
                    ©  ron wilson


Details | Lyric | |

I Belong To You

I thought that I could run away from You, 
Separate myself from You, 
Hide where You can't find me or read a single thought I think.
But I failed, because You always slip into my memory, 
Every now and then.

As much as I try, I cannot forget You.
You are too persistent to be remembered,
In people I meet, in places I go.
It's hard to ignore that You are everywhere.

I realized even for a minute, nothing would take me 
Away from You.
For You will always be lingering, waiting,
For me to come around and accept that You are mine,
That You are inside of me,
That I am a part of You and You, a part of me.
That we are bound forever. 

Because You have left a great part of You in my heart,
And that is Your voice 
That whispers ' I love You' and 'Come home',
In the darkest rainy nights of my existence.
Nourishing my weakening soul,
A warm blanket for my cold and unfeeling heart,
A comforting light that illuminates my gray world.

And I need all of it.
I can't pretend anymore that I could be on my own.
I have known how it was to smile with You,
When bright summer days shine upon my life 
And You were there telling me, 
'I love You' and 'I'm happy to be with you.'

And I miss You, being with You,
Everything about You.
Your generosity, kindness and warmth,
Your light.
The joy that You bring, the hope that You give,
And most of all, I miss the love that You let me experience.

It makes a big difference when I don't acknowledge 
How much You care for me,
And how much You wanted me to believe that You really love me.
And will always love me, 
In spite of me? Yes.

If I only stop fighting how much I also feel for You.
Because once upon a summer time, 
My soul was filled with so much joy and certainty 
To say these out loud:
'I also love You very much', 
'We will always be together, forever...'

I remember them now more clearly.
I belong to You.
And I am happiest when I am with You.

So now there will never be any hesitations,
I am coming back to You, dearest Father,
Never again will I allow myself 
To doubt who You are to me, and I, to You.
I commit myself to loving You,
And honoring You, my Lord,
Now and forever, and for all eternity.


Details | Ballad | |

Two Years later-No Surrender-Part 2 of The Summer Time

Its two years later now and we found each other again, you slowly let me back in your heart 
and i gave you the key to mine to forever keep close

we came back together and kept the promise of forever and ever alive

It might have been a short time ago we got together but I knew I wanted to spend my life 
with you for the rest of my life

but then came the bumps in the road as I knew they would because no relationship is perfect 
nor is a family

Its impossible, some say a fight between loved ones are always bad but its not true, you 
know they love you if they fight back for their point, well my love Its the same with bumps

 We lose faith sometimes in a relationship but its all apart of life, its impossible for anything to 
be perfect because if it was what could a couple beat together to grow stronger?

we broke down and tears fell down our faces but I still fought to keep us together

I guess It wasn't good enough but i'll keep on trying, I won't surrender

I won't surrender to losing you, I'll continue to say I Love You forever and ever

because I will never surrender!


Details | Quatrain | |

The Summer Garden

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Love is like a summer garden
In fragrant full colorful bloom
Blooms that wait for the seed harvest
Love's harvest equals more love soon

The fragant garden draws bees, birds
To feast on the pollen, seeds, bugs
Love draws all to feast on joy, peace
Patience, kindness, gentleness..more

Let this summer be your greatest
Largest harvest of love to enjoy
Reap benefits this quality
Bestows _ watch your love surely grow


Details | Rhyme | |

I Walked A Long Summer Lane

I Walked A Long Summer Lane


I walked a long summer lane
immune from the usual pain
A spirit was inside of me
so dark but good as could be!

Awaiting that call to fight
embraced by courage of light
As I strolled grace emerged
all my fear soundly purged

No rhyme or reason of the why
just no damn fear to ever die
I had a purpose to sacrifice
fight dirty as hell, with no nice

Was it the future, was it now
be damn if it mattered anyhow
What mattered was win the fight
battled as day turned into night

Only remember felt good to kill
evil and its dark was a thrill
Never wrong when defending good
would have died if I ever could

Woke to the alarm clock ring
I remembered almost everything
Slay the evil darkened forces
call upon the guardian forces

Was it real or just more dreams
so very real each time it seems
Why me, I certainly am no saint
not evil but very good I aint

I walked a long summer lane
immune from the usual pain
A spirit was inside of me
so dark but good as could be!

Robert J. Lindley, 05-03-2015


Note : A recurring dream that baffles me all to hell.
Imagination or a real trip into hell. I know there are
other dimensions, alien worlds and spiritual realms.
I wonder, what if?


Details | Rhyme | |

revision of "My Summer Vacation"

I made something beautiful
come out of the ground
painted vibrations made
beautiful sounds
imagined shapes and colors
that delight the eyes
planted them in a garden
surrounded them with various skies
Spoke as God painted
creation on the scroll
words that were silent
beautiful to behold
words not said but sung
describing to the unseeing
what God has done
Glorifying is the meaning
of plants posing, voices singing
of forces molding, chemicals
blending
bringing into being
other things with feelings


Details | Free verse | |

Days Of Summer

These are the days of summer,
Early to rise each day,
A delicious breakfast by the window,
A walk amongst the beautiful nature,
Days with friends and relatives,
Appreciative concerts,
Chances to learn and realize dreams,
Lunch with companions,
The miracles of the Lord continue,
They enhance our lives and I am truly thankful.

Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


Details | Rhyme | |

Collaborating In The Clouds

When I was a child with childish ways,
I tried to find you in the sky.
When days were warm and clouds were few
I fancied I saw you there so high.
I spoke to you and you answered me.
My ears were so attuned to hear.
"I encourage you to dream your dreams
And promise to be always near."

Then I grew older and I thought more wise,
I, from my fancies turned away.
The world was new and enticing, Lord
And kept me busy every day.
I could no longer hear your voice,
I seldom looked at the summer sky.
For many years I doubted you,
Squandering the days as each went by.

Now that I am growing old,
I’m listening for your voice again.
"You know that I've been with you,Child,
Through all your joys and in your pain".
As summer spreads her fruits around
I look up to the bright, blue sky
And try to find your face again
In cumulus clouds floating so high.

By: Joyce Johnson


Details | Light Poetry | |

The Lilac

           The Lilac 

The Lilac softly blowing in the summer wind spills a delicious taste and smell of summer and winter mixed as the snow falls on the ground everything turns white. 
But The Lilac is what shows, Purple and visible in this white wonderland. 
Sometimes pink sometimes blue and sometimes white when you see The Lilac blowing in the wind remember that day where it stood still.
 Remember that day where it stood alone. 
Remember the day it was called The Lilac.


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Details | Sonnet | |

Jewel of the Sea

The beauty found within the summer flow’rs
As rival kings battle with solstice pow’rs
A daughter of gods who rule the wild sea
Creiddylad, promised as a wife to be
Gwythr her betrothed love, a deity.
Yet Gwyn stole her away to be his own,
So Oak and Holly kings’ battle has grown.
All for the love of the Queen of the May,
They fight on every solstice day
Dark against Light as the eternal way.
Their story told in Shakespeare’s tale of King Lear,
And in Pagan rites of Litha and Yule,
The old battle goes on year after year
As summer and winter each comes to rule.


Details | Ballad | |

The lark of life.

In the green fields of Summer
I opened my eyes,
And dreamed of a time
Where I’d climb to the skies,
And as I grew up
With a song in my heart,
I knew it was time
For my dream to depart.


So I opened my wings
And I started on up,
For my song was my wine
While the air was my cup,
And as I looked down
To the place I was born,
The green fields were bathed
In the light of the dawn.


Then I sang such a song
In the vale of the day,
While my spirit kept faith
In a strange sort of way,
As I kept rising up
In my Abbey of blue,
I knew it was right
And I knew it was true.


The world that had borne me
Was far, far below,
At the birth of my dream
In the morning’s soft glow,
 And my song was aflame
With the fire of the sun,
As I started back down
To where I had begun.


I passed through the clouds
And my feathers were kissed,
With the light Summer rain
And the softness of mist,
I remembered my birth
As I fell through the haze,
In those green glowing fields
And those soft Summer days.


Then all of a sudden
I reached earth again,
And I looked to the sky
As I sought to explain,
How the ups and the downs
Of a life in the air,
Help my heart understand
How my life is a prayer…














Details | Rhyme | |

Summer Morn

Pastel pink Easter dress adorns
The Horizon, white hat
'Pon the little girls platium blonde
Locks, fiery sun sat

Pines still shilouetted by sun's
Appearance, rooster crows
Come up, obeying command it
Rises, orange balls shows  

Early morn's peace out on the porch
Soon the days' duties start
The sun will heat the surroundings
It will melt some cold hearts

Jehovah Shalom, salvation's
Author, let all praise Him
Let all the earth sing His praises
Let His people sing Hymns

Finis'