Dale Gregory Cozart Poet Ottava rima

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Summer's End

We knew we couldn't take the summer home
in globes of flakes just like a winter snow.
As falling sunlight faded into gloam

we stood upon the beach for one last show
of tangerine and seafoam in a poem
until our dreams had no place left to go.

We knew we'd never be this young again,
but prayed the glow would stay until the end.

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Richard Evans October 1, 2017 at 8:56 AM This quite simply is a poem. Thanks for sharing..............peace! Dale Gregory Cozart October 1, 2017 at 9:00 AM Thanks, Richard!

Susan Ashley September 28, 2017 at 6:24 PM A beautiful and thoughtful write Dale. Amazing imagery and I especially love your first line; that longing felt of summer lost is poetic and poignant. And your last two lines are incredible.., 'We knew we'd never be this young again' - poetic bliss! Dale Gregory Cozart September 28, 2017 at 6:29 PM Thanks so much, Susan.

Vijay Pandit September 28, 2017 at 3:46 PM WOW! This poem is a joy to read!! Dale Gregory Cozart September 28, 2017 at 4:08 PM Thanks so much, Vijay!

Jan Allison September 28, 2017 at 3:20 PM oh if only we could capture the sunshine like that in a snowglobe that would be awesome! what wonderful ideas and imagery Dale!:-) hugs jan xx Dale Gregory Cozart September 28, 2017 at 3:29 PM Thanks, Jan!!