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Villanelle Summer Poems | Villanelle Poems About Summer

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Under the Summer Sky

Please, grant me the vision of thirsty eyes
To drink in the golden summer hour
Poised in splendor, beneath the wind swept skies

Where crows circle low, insistent with cries
Where meadows are ablaze with wildflower
Please, grant me the vision of thirsty eyes

Where brown cattle feed, on the green grass tides
Beneath tall oaks, crowned with ancient power
Poised in splendor, beneath the wind swept skies

The steep hilled slopes, where purple lupine thrive
Scenting warm air with sweet fragrant showers
Poised in splendor, beneath the wind swept skies

The day stretches out with a yawning sigh
I drink in the golden summer hour
Please, grant me the vision of thirsty eyes
Poised in splendor, beneath the wind swept skies


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Autumn Air

Refreshing that first breath of Autumn air,
As welcome as the first soft breeze of spring.
Goodbye to Summer and its skies so fair.

Adventure forth without coat if you dare,
As to their summer’s wear some folks would cling.
Refreshing that first breath of Autumn air.

A preview of the winter’s cold is there.  
Migrating birds arriving on the wing,
Goodbye to Summer and its skies so fair.

The last of harvests all wild ones will share.
Not too long now before the snowflake’s sting.
Refreshing that first breath of Autumn air.

Soon, soon, the big  retreat to winter lair,
After fattening in last big feasting fling.
Goodbye to Summer and its skies so fair.

Livestock will depend on farmer’s care,
With grasses gone, he must their fodder bring.
Refreshing that first breath of Autumn air.
Goodbye to Summer and its skies so fair.


By: Joyce Johnson
10/12/12


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The Play of Light

I love to watch the play of light
As I look out across the bay
On moonlit waters clear and bright.

It’s magic on a summer’s night,
This feeling, oh, I cannot say :
I love to watch the play of light.

Upon the shore, waves shining white,
Rolling, splashing as they play
On moonlit waters clear and bright.

Now spangled stars come into sight
To mark the ending of the day.
I love to watch their play of light.

So soon the moon is at its height
Where from it shoots a single ray
On moonlit waters clear and bright.

She sails away just like a kite –
Oh please don’t go, can you not stay ?
I love to watch the play of light
On moonlit waters clear and bright.


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Auburn Shades

August twilight, dog days
Summer languishes, soon to go 
Auburn shades fade to grey

The pool is so warm that nobody stays
Past ten AM,  lifeguards wait to close
In the August twilight, the dog days. 

Distant images waver in heat’s haze
Cricket’s chirp begins to slow
As auburn shades fade to grey. 

Passive gulls perched by the bay
Would fly if the wind would blow 
In the August twilight, the dog days. 

Mom says it’s too hot to play
Listless pleas, she says no
And auburn shades fade to grey. 

World watching as the last rays
Die slowly, sun drooped low
In August twilight, dog days
Auburn shades fade to grey.