Faye Gibson Poet Rhyme

Young Summers

No storms stalk the turquoise sky,
white towering cloud-kites unhindered fly;
brisk breezes bear a sea salt sip
of tangy kisses on wild, wet lips.
The sneaky sand is never shy,
all defenses it defies
to nestle down against soft skin
in just the spot to cause chagrin.
Smells of pineapple, coconut,
drinking cheek to cheek in a tiki hut
to the beat of bossa nova bands-
young summers on the golden strand.

Copyright, November 2, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson

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Skat A June 2, 2015 at 12:09 AM Faye, congratulations on your awesome summer time win. ~SKAT~

Andrea Dietrich June 1, 2015 at 3:18 PM Ditto what Jan said. Congrats to you. (wow, and I just noticed I had faved this one previously too!!)

Jan Allison June 1, 2015 at 1:33 PM Personally I would have liked to see this place much higher Faye - so many different interpretations on the theme - congrats:-) hugs jan xx

Liam Mcdaid November 3, 2014 at 7:58 PM beautifully painted pictures faye excellent pen

Andrea Dietrich November 3, 2014 at 8:52 AM I adore this one, Faye. So nice to see you posting poems. This goes right to faves!!! I would love to be in this scene!!

Dr. Upma A. Sharma November 3, 2014 at 6:35 AM How wonderful Faye! Great imagery n mouthwatering fragrances! Love ur poem!

Connie Marcum Wong November 2, 2014 at 7:34 PM This is wonderful Faye! You always weave your words so beautifully to paint images in my mind as if I were there. I loved this! #7

Jan Allison November 2, 2014 at 3:38 PM oh what glorious images you have conjoured up here Faye and i love the alliteration too:-) Hugs jJan xxx