John Lawless Poet Free verse

Alas Poor Summer, We Knew It Well

They maneuver more slowly now
a hum of wings and shuffling feet
trailing the mist of fading warmth
staying closer to home and hive
supping on summer’s last morsels
collecting the nectar of dreams
to nurture the promise of hope


©9/6/2019

FAREWELL, SUMMER poetry Contest
Nette Onclaud - sponsor

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Andrea Dietrich September 12, 2019 at 5:00 PM I love the different approach you took to this challenge. Very well done, John, and congratulations

Charlotte Puddifoot September 12, 2019 at 4:06 PM I really enjoyed this one, it could almost double for the bee contest - congrats on your win!

Nette Onclaud September 12, 2019 at 11:41 AM incredible flow and substance, john... i was moved by this piece... fine congrats and thanks for taking part in my contest..huggs

Brenda Chiri September 12, 2019 at 5:34 AM John congratulations on your win!;)

John Gondolf September 12, 2019 at 4:33 AM Wonderfully written piece, John, congrats on your win. John

Wendy Watson September 12, 2019 at 4:23 AM A wonderful use of imagery and choice of vocabulary,John. I really enjoyed reading your poem. John Lawless September 12, 2019 at 7:48 AM Well Wendy, I find myself walking a bit more slowly and savoring the scents and antics of fall's chilled.

David Mohn September 10, 2019 at 9:31 AM you captured the feeling wonderfully John John Lawless September 12, 2019 at 7:47 AM Thanks David, appreciate you stopping by to read and comment.

Sunlite Wanter September 6, 2019 at 9:49 AM Lovely to read, John. I'm glad summer is winding down, but never like cold winter. John Lawless September 8, 2019 at 4:18 PM ..yeah, fall is like winter saying "here I come....ready or not!!'

Jeanne Mcgee September 6, 2019 at 8:28 AM A wonderful write John. Love the penultimate line especially. John Lawless September 8, 2019 at 4:17 PM whoa.....penulti....what......Thanks for stopping by Jeanne.

Jan Allison September 6, 2019 at 8:21 AM oh so true John without the flowers the bees are so less active in the garden, brilliantly thought out poem:-) hugs Jan xx John Lawless September 8, 2019 at 4:16 PM Thanks Jan, the subtle edge of fall touched us just as this contest showed up...as my wife and I call it .... flannel shirt and tea weather.... Jan Allison September 6, 2019 at 8:21 AM and I love the clever title! xx