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King Sun and Goddess Sea

One summer day, enraptured by the Goddess Sea, King Sun shone down with all his might; most splendidly he moved the Goddess, for she rippled laughingly a shimmering reply to Sun in azure sky, and while reflecting that same hue where King Sun dwelt, her turquoise ripples lengthened, for the goddess felt herself now rising up with joy. Wave after wave was leaping, frothing. . . as King Sun more strongly gave his final rays to her. Then he descended low that he might kiss the lovely Sea on earth below - to kiss her soon before the last day’s shadows fell, and so he touched her where she’d let her body swell. With yellow gold, his final glow, he bathed her face, but when the night arrived with sable colored lace to drape the goddess, Sun had vanished from all sight; below Sea’s depth he’d sunk - to love her through the night. For Suz's "Let's Be Open" poetry contest and now for PD's Anything Goes Contest

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2013

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The Dog Days of Summer

We let down the top to soak in the sun
Now that the harshness of winter is done

As you let back the seat and put your feet on the dash
Saying, “keep your eyes on the road I don’t want to crash”

I truly must admit that I’m torn completely in two 
The coast has its beauty, then again so do you

As the beauty of the Sun is absorbed by your skin
Like a kid at the candy store I simply want to dig in

If life is a candy store sweetheart you are the treat
All the other candy I tasted, never tasted so sweet

The reason I love summer is because of the heat
The skimpier the bikini, the greater the treat 

I can’t begin to express how wonderful you are
Saying, “hey take a look at her I’ll steer the car”

At first I truly had no idea what I should say?
Though now it’s, “ok sweetheart, have it your way”

I think that is because you know these words are true
I may take look at her but I shall forever belong to you

Summer is a time that is as bright as the sun
Out goes the cold as it’s replaced by the fun

We have our barbecues and sit under the stars
Let down the tops and go for rides in our cars

Go tend to our gardens in farmer John clothes
Truly amazed at how fast everything grows

Go hang out at the river as well as the lake
Cover ourselves in oil than let our skin bake

Embrace the moments because these words are true
The days last much longer and the sky is so blue

The dog days of summer I reckon that’s so
We bark and howl at folk we don’t even know

If life is banquet then summer is the feast
I think we should gobble it up, to say the least

Written for john's Summer contest.

Copyright © Michael Jordan | Year Posted 2009

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Summer Of Enchantment

Warm evenings have that lazy feel,
As the sun sets upon the day.
An orange ball suspended,
As all cares now swept away.
The exotic smells in the perfumed air,
That lies heavy all around.
Mimosa now that in full bloom,
As its branches drape the ground.
Do you ever look at the sky?
As the stars come out at night.
When you’re held by that someone specials arms,
And don’t want to say goodnight.
Though no spoken word is  uttered,
As eyes gaze into eyes
It’s said there windows to the soul,
Mere feelings can’t disguise.
Love can just be fleeting,
With precious thoughts we steal.
And in that brief encounter,
We know that it’s for real.

Copyright © nicholas windle | Year Posted 2008

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Two impish girls by a ridge of the sea frolicked with wavelets lapping merrily as pink buckets swayed, in each little hand where clusters of moistened grains polished the sand bedecking castles on bright August skies; mermaids we dressed in ferns waiting to dry. Patty and I guarded the moats from the bad trolls with candles on gates as swooshing tides cajoled; a vignette we held in deep friendship’s mind when crests besieged our kingdom, how unkind as we fought the tides with shovels dug around, our legs standing firm to parry the roaring mound. But on our twelfth year, she caught a fever; Patty grew hazy, our beach empty right where all sandcastles dissolved from red to gray and no more turrets to chisel away . Now, summers without pails are a memory of two impish girls, on ridge of the sea. ……………………….. Memories of The Sea: Isaiah Zerbst’s Contest 5/14/2015

Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2015

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- JULY -

No doubt that July is a beautiful summer month
It is the year's best month is named after Julius Caesar himself

Summer raindrops pierced by sunbeams
Just think of how precious privilege it is to wake up to bird song

Columbines are still in full bloom, they are charming
Spices herbs for diversity and for flavor

Who would have anything against sitting in the garden all day
and let you tickle a bit of a grape plant in the neck

Flowers and plants are an important part of summer
Enjoy it all with family and good friends

Fair weather clouds that just gives a little variety in all the blue
July is synonymous with holidays for most

The temperature and enthusiasm rises
This summer we will swim in the ocean and eat lots of ice cream

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  (unrhymed couplets)
  Copyright © All Rights Reserved
- Published in the newspaper 05.07.2016

Copyright © Sunshine Smile | Year Posted 2016

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Summer's Wish

One night a-twinkling in the sky, I spied a clever firefly Who glowed the same faint silver-gray As stars a million miles away. ***** Although most stars remain afar I reached out with a big glass jar Then with a quick and sudden -SWISH- I caught a twinkling summer's wish! ***** I whispered to him my desire, Then set him free -- that twinkling fire. With lightning speed he went, and soon He twinkled right on past the moon. ***** Now when I'm in the dark of night. If I but look, I'll see his light. A-twinkling faithful in the sky My clever little firefly!

Copyright © The Grahamburglar | Year Posted 2015

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Welcome to our ‘British’ summer It’s raining again – oh what a bummer Clear blue skies have turned to grey Think it’s time for a foreign holiday! 17th April 2015

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2015

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Shortening nights are approaching all too fast Warm days of summer are a thing of the past Farmers busy themselves in the field Nature’s bountiful crops now yield Apple trees groan under the strain This abundant harvest must not remain Trees are now dressed with a golden glow Wet days are forecast; bitter winds will blow Jack frost snaps his icy fingers White hoar frost soon gently lingers Light snow falls; winter is now delivering White woolly coats stop sheep from shivering Contest - Seasonal Poetry Contest Sponsor - Shadow Hamilton 17th September 2015

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2015

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Into the blue run me and you.
Naked as seals in the moonlight.

Our first intercourse happened that night.
Into the blue after dancing with you.

On our wedding day, into the blue.
After the sermon, me and you.

Now alone I skinny dip.
Into the blue without you.

Copyright © JEAN MURRAY | Year Posted 2016

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A CLASSIC SUMMER IN GREECE for fantasy contest

                                A CLASSIC SUMMER IN GREECE

               Viciousness and mystery erupt on arid soil.
               Summer heat and idle time can make the spirits boil.
               Languishing in stuffy rooms with very little sleep--
               Night time flickers of the light-- imagination leaps.
               Heat that beckons times long past invade a fevered head—   
               Athena pleases lovers mid her goddess silken bed,
               Grecian legs march bravely –- prelude Olympian races--
               Soldiers dream they sail away to see exotic places.

               Heat waves shimmer landscape –men will do what they are told--
               Spearborn soldiers helmeted sing down a dusty road.
               Tho in mind they join their lovers whispering by the sea,
               Drink of mountain waters --rest their head on sweetheart’s knee

               Helen, when she sailed away –a wayward selfish wife
               Without a backward glance she risked the cost of human life--
               Was it the heat that made her crazed to do this foolish thing?
               A fit of summer boredom could create this witless fling.

               Autumn winds are blowing now-- Troy’s nights turn cool and fair--
               Does Paris try to ditch her --as naked Helen combs her hair--
               Does Hector tell his brother--get this woman out of here--
               Does Helen beg to stay-- and tell her lover not to fear?

               Heat can play the brain and make it dance a backward tune--
               Clarity as sun tricks down—repeats a former June,
               Perhaps there is a lesson learned from heat that sears the soul--
               Summertime romance will write us each a tragic role.

Victoria Anderson Throop ©

Copyright © Victoria Anderson-Throop | Year Posted 2013

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Late Summer Nights Dream at the Cat in the Hat

    It was way after eight, at the Cat in the Hat.
    The whole plaice was swimming, quoth the mackrel to sprat.
    Though the milk was upset, she still stifled her cry,
    So sorry i spilt you, mumbled poor humble pie.
    My joints are the bees knees, squealed the honey roast ham,
    And the apple agreed, she was better than spam.
    Then red herring denied, he had something to hide,
    Like a small Bombay duck, is a fish that is dried.
    While tasty choux pastry, bared her soul to an eel,
    The mock turtle announced, i believe i am veal.
    And the ice cube was crushed, as she played fast and loose,
    For an orange refused, to be part of fruit juice.
    As warm rhubarb crumble, melts in custards embrace,
    The sour gooseberry tart, wails she's taking my place
    Then a voice in my head, spoke it's all fantasy.
    Your table awaits you, said the waitress to me.
    I glanced at the menu, it was all a la carte.
    I said,bring me everything, but let's start with that tart.

Copyright © george seal | Year Posted 2017

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Summers day

looking at the sky so blue, white distorted clouds,
all alone, nice and peaceful away from the crowds,

enjoying the silence, not being bothered, clouds rarely moving,
A gentle breeze pushing them on, cool and soothing,
swallows and swifts, darting around catching flies,
sharp shrill echoes through the air of babies cries,

clouds changing as they move along, changing shape,
hanging from the sky like a soft comforting drape,
clouds create pictures in the minds eye,
faces of loved ones lost, makes you want to cry,

I look through the branches of the trees,
sound of rustling leaves and humming of bumble bees,
calming effect of the warmth from the suns rays,
feeling contentment, carefree, a world without dismays,

the sound of a fountain, water falling in a pond,
no stress, no disasters, no urgency for me to respond,
gnats dancing in the air, they are very erratic in flight,
little silhouettes against the sky, to watch a real delight,

then a vapour trail from an airplane appears across the skies,
like a grey stain, on a blue cloth, then fades and dies,
a flock of white doves start flying around, what joy they bring,
like heavens white angels so graceful on the wing,

the yap of a dog in the distance can be heard,
yet the feeling of happiness can not be deterred,
wonders of nature not having to compete,
plenty of everything food and water to drink and eat,

wish it could be summer every day of my life,
a world in harmony, peaceful, no confrontation, no strife.
so as this summers day comes to an end and evening in nigh,
to that beautiful blue sky we say goodbye,

we wish for the same another summers day tomorrow, 
a day like today, a day without any sorrow.

Copyright © Roy Pett | Year Posted 2017

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Hot Summer Day

Ninety degrees F in the shade, no clouds
We might soon be dead, covered with black shrouds.
No hope that it would rain and get relief
All the trees were bare, not one single leaf.

Suddenly some hydrant sprang a big leak,
All children poured out, whether strong or weak,
That street was theirs and water rose so high,
They splashed and dived and uttered a great sigh.

A small boy came limping, last to arrive,
But one big bully blocked his timely dive.
”Get out of here, boy, you're not one of us.”
The boy began to cry, dared not discuss.

A man came up and quickly closed the flow,
Against the bully, fight became a row.
When all was calm, water flooded the street, 
The limping boy swam, all was a great treat.

Placed 2

09 01 2017
An Eve Roper Contest.

Copyright © Victor Buhagiar | Year Posted 2017

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English Oak

English Oak

Standing in this field two hundred years,
Witnessed your lives, your loves and tears.
Growing taller with every day,
I see over hills, so far away.
Through Winter storms and Summer sun,
I never hide and I never run.
For I am Oak, proud and strong,
In England’s pasture, where I belong.

Copyright © Kevin Shaw | Year Posted 2017

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Lady Summer

Every year she entices me with a smile, luring my heart with her wondrous profile. From a distance I see her sensuous advance, her titillating figure holds me in a trance. Her beauty is majestic, the air she does cheer, so longings for her touch my spirit holds dear. Still sadly at a distance her warmth does remain; so she lovingly whispers, 'my bosom you'll gain'. The kiss of this siren I do wish to feel, to refresh this soul, at her feet I will kneel. Her return will reveal her wonderful grace, so come Lady Summer and this lover embrace.

Copyright © Angel Villanueva | Year Posted 2017

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Seasonal color

Summer, delightful smells of fresh lilac
lavender, mind beginning to sidetrack,

melodious sounds,  busy honey bees
circling around blossoming Lemon trees,

clear fresh aquamarine slow flowing stream
reflecting sky of deep cerulean,

chartreuse aquatic plants that gently stroke 
smooth coral pebbles under yellow oak,

bright saffron celestial star, water gleams
watermelon red, orange tangerine.

Seasonal color contest.

Copyright © Roy Pett | Year Posted 2017

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Dandelion Wishes

Next to catching fireflies in a jar
Dandelion wishes, weren't very far

From that wonderful place we'd go
While believing all things are so

Before we knew that they were weeds
We giggled and eagerly spread their seeds

With the perfect puff of blissful white
Our secret wishes, each one took flight

As they gently floated through the air
Our dreams went too, without a care

Now, as they float through summer breeze
All they do is make me sneeze!

Aahhhh....the memory of dandelion wishes.......:-) 

© Donna Jones

Copyright © Donna Jones | Year Posted 2013

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Oak Tree Swing

There's a swing that is hung from a long oaken tree,
By a string where the young have a longing to be.

Where they fly to the sky, ever higher they go,
Till they cry, "Not so high! I shall die, don't you know?"

And they tread through the wold all around by the tree,
Where it's said ruins old can be found by a key.

How they thought many-a night how this fact could be true,
And they fought to set right while they wracked in a crew;

But they never could figure that blur in the tale,
So they clamber with vigor the fir by the trail.

They'd retrace to the place where the moss covered tree
Like a face, beamed with grace as it tossed o'er the lea.

Such a hold that tree held on their glad little selves
As they trolled songs of eld with the bad little elves;

And the song that they sing is a song specked with tears,
Of a long oaken swing cast along through the years;

Left alone by the lane, overgrown, never seen,
Ever blown by the rain, with a groan deep and keen,

Till a small little girl stopped a while on her way,
And a tall oaken burl with a smile bade her stay.

How she clove in a dive through the grove, and the tree,
How it throve, came alive in the cove, in the lea.

{Comments and critique by those knowledgeable 
about consonance vastly appreciated.}

Copyright © Isaiah Zerbst | Year Posted 2013

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The Last Rose Of Summer

The last rose of summer is rapidly fading on the vine.

     'Twas once as brilliant as a splendid claret Bordeaux wine.

          Alas, autumn frosts hath wrought their deadly sting.

               Thankfully, another will bring me pleasure come next spring!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 2014 All Rights Reserved

Copyright © Robert L. Hinshaw | Year Posted 2014

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A Summer Couplet

A Summer Couplet When an April shower becomes a summer breeze Giant sunflowers will kiss your knees Contest: LOVIN' SUMMER: A Summer Couplet Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich

Copyright © John Posey | Year Posted 2013

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Summer Couplet

Through sand and haze beach goers stroll Leaving footprints where soft crested waves roll ~*~

Copyright © Annalise Brigham...a.k.a. Audrey Haick | Year Posted 2013

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Swirling drifts of sugared sand
slipping through your sun-jeweled hand.

Treasure seeking on the shore
as up above you seagulls soar.

Billowed hair on skin so golden;
for this warmth you are beholden.

Maybe hike a mountain high
and gaze into an azure sky.

Or waltz along a forested path
at times enduring nature's wrath.

In gardens and fields so lush and green
sweet summer fruits are everywhere seen.

A sparkling season of beauty and sun
too soon is ended once begun.

written 1/3/2015  for Shadow's contest

Copyright © Deb Wilson | Year Posted 2015

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Summertime, And The “Livin Ain’t” Easy Written: By Tom Wright 3-18-2008 I slept for five long hours and when I awoke I was dazed and wobbly like a wheel with bent spoke I showered & dressed and at the mirror did stare Brushing my teeth and combing at my hair While recalling bits and pieces of a dream I’d just had I found brainwork before coffee is pretty darn sad A half a pot later I’m still deadpanning the floor While hearing a thump just outside the front door With as great haste as the early hour would allow I retrieve the morning paper from beneath an old plow I think that each morning the paper people must huddle Making plans for each issue to soak up some puddle Why can’t they just put it in the box on the curb I guess its because I’m not considered a suburb At any rate, at the first thought, that today I’d just relax My accountant gives a wake up call about my income tax I booted the computer and found I’d been e-mailed Checked market conditions and found bad news prevailed As I pondered six hours mowing under a sun that can melt I cringed at the thought of my Cub throwing its belt. The only ray of joy and although its only a glimmer My shoulders won’t ache from using a string trimmer For Roundup has cared for each tree and stump crown And I hardly notice the ugly circles that are brown I’ve yet chores in the garden, like tomatoes to feed And take a hoe to the onions destroying each weed At the thought of all this work my stomach is queasy But hey, its summertime and the “livin” sure “ain’t” easy

Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2015

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Seasonal Dance

My garden window lets me know
That soon the autumn winds will blow.
Summer’s sweet dance will be replete
With wet days turning into sleet.

An abundant harvest. . . sublime,
With ripe fruits gathered just in time
Before light snow covers the ground
And hoar frost on the fence is found.

In shortening days, autumn’s breeze
Takes one’s breath in colorful trees.
Leaves, shivering, drift one by one 
As they welcome the autumn sun.

Soon icy fingers cling to eaves
And the swirling dance of the leaves
Keeps time to earth’s harmonic song
As each season dances along.

September 16, 2015
Contest:  Seasonal
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton 

Copyright © Connie Marcum Wong | Year Posted 2015

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Summer Couplet

Upon my knees in desperation     the parched sand trickles through my hand
the steady drumbeat of Summer's song      rolls like death across the land

Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2013

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Morning glory

For the hills they undulate and roll,
Set beneath a crimson sky.
Image liken, to castle ramparts past,
Now slowly worn away with time.
For only seconds before the dawn,
And the mighty sun to rise.
Once more its rays to warm the earth,
And ascend into the sky.
For little bird how sweet you sing,
As you usher now the new morn in.
From branch to branch flit to and fro,
Along the leafy wild hedgerow.
For amongst the green, a dusting fare,
Of pastel shades of color there.
For gentle are the flowers that spring,
Who’s petals blossom like fairy wings.
©  N  Windle.

Copyright © nicholas windle | Year Posted 2013

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Summer's End

Potpourri of seasonal change drifts in the air.
Summer wanders near the clouds and everywhere.

Beach's pride of blazing sands is growing dim.
Soon the painted landscape wakes upon a whim.

Seeds are sown of Autumn's riches nearly here.
Summer wanes; we say hello to Autumn's cheer.

Leaves will change from sparkling green to golden blaze.
Now a bit of crispness lingers in our days.

Summer has it's wealth of fun and lovely weather.
Yet I adore the Fall when folks are drawn together.

Beauty all around and holidays I love.
Surely Autumn's sent to us from up above!

written August 31st, 2014

Copyright © Deb Wilson | Year Posted 2014

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A Summer Couplet

Let's build a quiet fire beside the sleeping brook tonight
and lie beneath the stars to watch the sparks rise out of sight.

Written: 6/9/2013
For Andrea's "Lovin' Summer" contest

Copyright © Heather Ober | Year Posted 2013

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Spring Vs Summer


~Spring versus Summer~ (Rhyme) Spring is slowly leaving And summer is swiftly arriving And for me that really matter Because the days are getting hotter I love spring but mostly I love fall That's when I really have a ball That's when the days are just kinder By reminding me when days are just better! I hate to see spring go, And for summer to my door just to show, I don't like to feel all the heat, Because that's when my body takes the beat I prefer much better the cold weather But I like it more when we are together, Lots of rain and winds start to fall and blow, Spring is about to exit and take her bow Spring is slowly leaving And summer is swiftly arriving It makes me sad to see spring go And for summer to my door just to show. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2007 January.31.2015

Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2015

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Sip the Nectar

The hummingbirds, they come and play,
sip the nectar, fly away.
To the trees then back to feed.
Sun on wings, a sight indeed.
The noise they make, quite unique
Nothing like normal bird-speak.
I sit on deck, they hover near.
Enjoying life, they show no fear.
These joyous moments enhance my day
as the hummingbirds, they come and play.

Copyright © Francine Roberts | Year Posted 2015