Summer awakens, from an afternoon dream,
uncurling with flair, and scheming with charms.
Makes up her bed with the sand in her hair,
merrily shaking a red gingham spread,
extracting a hotdog, and tossing the bread,
raising her eyes, as a seagull is fed
For Charlotte's Contest: Seasonal Acrostic
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
Sun is losing height, no longer will burn
Umbrellas furled, hats now worn.
Moon will be rising to greet the night,
Making our way home we look a sight
Eyes red, caused by the salt, hair wet from the sea
Remembering though a perfect day, just you and me.
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!
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.
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.
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
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
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
Saying goodbye to summer's
Unrelenting heat brings joy.
Munchkins return to the classroom and
Moms now have a moment's peace.
Eagerly I await autumn's flora and
Relish the delightful coolness of the weather as
Summer relinquishes her throne.
Enjoy the dregs of summer,
Now that the days grow shorter, but
Don't be sad - she'll return next year.
For Francine Roberts "Summer's End" contest
S cenes of a vivid landscape are nakedly draped.
U nder a canopy I stood.
M emories of yesterday are not too far.
M y mind is transient of short-lived thoughts.
E ach vessel that has dock, asked for morning to come once more.
R iding high on surfboards, the visitors come ashore.
S unday and the weekend have ended.
U shering in the new workday, we begin to relax.
N ice to know we have a peace of mind.
S uch pleasure we partake without being attack.
E veryone feels the heat at his or her backs.
T his is the summer and therefore, party time.
PENNED ON JUNE 15, 2014!
Soft sounds of wind whispering through the trees
Ultimate joy sharing this view with my best friend
Many more shades of brilliant colours to seize
My soul, captivating us until the day’s end
Evening magic in the warmth of your embrace
Remembering where we are, leaving no trace
Silently we walk along the beach, kissing again and holding hands
United by the softly spoken vows
Not wanting to leave, nor return to life’s demands
Surreal, so much happiness this union allows
Ever after, ever more, we remain
True to Mother Earth, singing her refrain.
Only you can surround me so lovingly.
Never again, alone I shall never be.
The smell of the ocean water infuses upon me.
Heat activates the scent of the sand.
Every muscle of mine relaxes, I refuse to stand.
Beneath the sun that darkens this skin.
Enjoyment penetrates me from within.
Amazing is the view from where I lay.
Charmed by the seagulls as they play.
Here, on the beach where I can be, here I am completely free.
For Contest: Summer Acrostic
Sponsor: Francine Roberts
Soft purple velvet darkness falls,
Undulating evening sounds call,
Mist builds waves on dew laden air,
Moss sways in trees like maiden's hair;
Enchanting! Expectantly I
Raise hungry eyes to feed on sky.
Magnificent, she rises there
Over the tree tops; earth, stopping, stares...
Opal lover, June's summer moon,
Night cannot resist, dazzled, swoons.
June 15, 2014
Dancing through a field of awakening childhood dreams
Anticipating summer days, life bursting at the seams
Nature calls a shy, young girl outdoors to explore
Dandelion heads of vibrant gold, beauty she cannot ignore
Eager to wish upon the wind, she picks a bunch to blow
Laughing as she chases fluff, seeds search for soil to grow
I remember that young girl and all she dared to wish
Often I slip back in time, soft memories I embellish
Never again have I felt that young, hopeful and free
Waiting for my tomorrows and life's possibilities
I could wrap myself awhile in ornate dandelion dreams
Savoring memories made in the summer sun's golden beams
Happiness danced along with me and petals in the wind
Each time I see dandelions, the joy returns like an old friend
Someday, perhaps I'll pick a bunch and chase childhood wishes again
Slowly rising towards
Unseen wisps of clouds
Murky shadows projected
Muffled light reflected
Endlessly cycles by
Roving Summer's sky
Mornings hide Selene's face
Ongoing celestial race
Only by Apollo outshone
Never travels alone
Summer sunset's blinding beauty
Utterly a fascination.
Maybe I'll be driving toward it,
Many days on long vacation'
Endless rays and scarlet streaks
Rolling across the evening skies
Send a thrill of pure delightful,
Utmost beauty to my eyes.
Never has an artist painted
Such a spectacle as this.
Every fiber of my being
Tells me God has sent a kiss.
C ontentment on hot summer days is to lay me down gently
upon the glossy, cool, red ceramics tiles, that refresh and tantalize bare skin
H alf naked, brown and melting, like chocolate on your tongue
I ndifferent to peering eyes of strangers wandering about
L eaving inquisitives to brainstorm about “Are they, or not”; secret laughs shared
we live only in our daydreams of love’s passionate connection
L oving summer nights rendezvous beneath sister moon and her entourage of
millions of twinklin stars
I gniting latent fires that still smolder amidst the ash, barely breathing
N ights of in ocean side palaces of sky and sand; enjoying soft warm breezes that
cool passion's thirst, as the sound of a lonely sax wafts through the palms,
has us drifting off to the soothing lullaby of rolling, crashing waves.
S ilent fallen leaf is nothing more than
E nding summer’s waving good bye
P urple, yellow, russet and brown leaves
T umbling down and swept in a heap
E xhausted trees are ready to sleep on
M ulticolored, rich and rare carpet lay
B lowing soft wind singing the carols
E ven the spring beauty has no such grace as
R esting one autumnal face I have seen.
August 31, 2014
Fourth Place win
Sun warmed the noon air, as
Umbrellas gave a shade to girls in bikinis.
Marvel of nature was visible with ocean waves
Made, as they moved with vigor.
Everyone around the scene had something worth
Remembering, for the rest of their lives!
Summer moon, bright in the sky.
Up you go in the night, I wonder why?
Maybe it could be the sun, chasing you away.
Maybe it could be the light awakening you, so you stay.
Everything, yes everything will be okay.
Rising with the moon, the stars may follow.
Maybe they hide, shy of tomorrow.
On a summer's night
Only the sun shall arise again.
Now my Summer's moon, will you be my friend?
Sounds of tiny tap dancers atop my tin roof.
Umbrellas and goloshes cast aside.
More tempting to children than candy or ice cream;
Mud puddles to splash in have arrived.
Earthlings so grateful, a powerful thirst had begun.
Relief from a long, parching summer sun.
Run-offs to falling ponds, giving to rise;
Aquatic creatures there sing to the skies.
Ignighting our senses when a whiff is obtained;
Nothing like the smell of a fresh summer rain.