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Juneuary

A grey light shimmers as the charcoal clouds hover
     And a briny breeze chills the skin worn without cover

          While the call of restless seagulls evoke a reticent calm 
          the mountain vista above the sea is windswept balm

     Driftwood claims it right to life on this rocky beach
     thrown by winter storms with furry and mighty reach

          Seekers of treasures scamper across the rippled tide flats
          clam shells and seaweed lay like seaside welcome mats

     Summer fights for breath against the northern biting cold
     Juneuary is the term for rain’s constant springtime hold

          Yet we seek the beauty of this northern coastal place
          that lingers in our hearts with smiles upon our face

6-17-2022

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Linda Alice Fowler Date: 8/1/2022 7:25:00 AM Makes me wish I were there in your beautiful depiction of the northern coast. Very nice penning Jeanne, Linda Login to Reply Jeanne Mcgee Date: 8/1/2022 7:49:00 AM Hi Linda, thanks for stopping by and your lovely comment. Jeanne

Timothy Ray Date: 6/19/2022 5:19:00 PM such a great use of imagery throwing one into an emotional path tread by the Great Romantics...one can see Whitman and his notebook at work along a forest path skirting his love of the water...i know this one from Minnesota...."Summer fights for breath against the northern biting cold" blessing be you and yours this week Login to Reply Jeanne Mcgee Date: 6/21/2022 8:55:00 PM Thanks for coming by for a read...and your comments really made my day, thank you. Jeanne

Andrea Dietrich Date: 6/18/2022 4:26:00 PM what a creative title this is for this time that is not quite a June summer. I think I know whereof you speak!! (spent my early childhood on northwest coast. Found it depressing actually) GREAT imagery Login to Reply Jeanne Mcgee Date: 6/19/2022 4:54:00 PM Hi Andrea, I come from Mexico June-August to catch the only sunny weather to be found here, usually...what a depressing year for sure! But the walks along the shore still holds such beauty as to distract from the cold for a bit. I'm glad my poem evoked some memories of childhood!