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A ripened plum, still warmed to touch and taste of summer sun. Half ripe tomatoes, breathed with greenhouse opened door before the senses gather more when picked, firm at first, then squelched between the lips shooting sideways, some dribbled pips. Cherries, on their wishbone stalks, give stolen pleasure sweet and brief, just in reach on shady summer walks where overhanging branch holds ruby treasures for the cherry thief. Skylark, a solitary speck in cloudless sky seen when lying in the meadow flowers, so high, so hard to see with naked eye, yet clear to ear while lazing passing hours, and with closing eyes, as if nearby. Summer breeze, teasing face with whisps of hair. Bare arms, bare legs tickled in the waving grass, seduced by soft caress, summer's touch of gentle stroking air. Muscles loose and eyelids rest. Breath breathes in and breath breathes out, and, with every parting breath, leaves last remaining care.

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Date: 6/5/2020 10:12:00 AM
A beautiful summer poem, Bob! I can feel the summer breeze.
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Bob Kimmerling
Date: 6/6/2020 6:52:00 AM
Thanks for the encouragement Franci. I am experimenting with being evocative. I have just followed up with something similar: Summer stream. Hope you can see and feel that one too. I see that your own lovely short lines do the same.
Date: 6/2/2020 4:17:00 PM
Great poem, Bob. Sensuous and evocative! Brilliant imagery. Raich
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Bob Kimmerling
Date: 6/3/2020 1:28:00 AM
Thank you Raich. It's surprising where you can wander during lockdown, with eyes shut indoors. Bless you for your encouragement
Date: 6/2/2020 1:32:00 PM
Hello Bob Kimmerling, a beautiful summer poem you have created. Enjoy yourday my friend.
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Date: 6/1/2020 11:59:00 PM
Wonderful poem, it help us to enjoy each moment of summer, and this line "Half ripe tomatoes, breathed with greenhouse opened door before the senses gather more when picked, firm at first, then squelched between the lips shooting sideways, some dribbled pips." Shows your deep observation of summer.
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Date: 6/1/2020 6:40:00 PM
Such lovely, remembered images of summer, Bob. Stanzas to savor! Happy Summer, Gershon
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Bob Kimmerling
Date: 6/2/2020 1:55:00 PM
Happy summer in return Gershon. This one cane out of nowhere a couple of mornings ago. Maybe something to do with our funniest May on record. Thanks for the encouragement
Date: 6/1/2020 6:20:00 PM
Such a great poem
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Bob Kimmerling
Date: 6/2/2020 1:53:00 PM
Why bless you Axiole. Thanks for kind words.