Music August Poems

colourful Flags of the Caribbean 
Flood Londons streets,
Vibrations from the sound systems  
as they play their reggae beats

smells of curry goat,
and barbecued jerk chicken...

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Your colour, Green
You are a Belter
Sunny side up 
A helter-skelter 
Of emotions

My soul recharged
From brighter skies 
Bubble of joy
From the prickly lies
Of the world

Our hearts...

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Gentle light flows through the pines,
Inviting the oaks, the laurels, to sigh,
Echoing soft breath, smoke rising –
Mist in the sky, a moment of silence
Breaks the...

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 August days flutter quickly toward autumn.
 Unnumbered colors waving in the blast.
 Greets to conjure away the gold it touches.
 Upcoming music under autumn's...

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An alluringly ardent ambiance appears 
Uplifting breeze and wind play music of the spears 
Gorgeous flora and fauna display rainbow shows
Umbrageous trees, in the coolness...

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August finds me on the sun deck
Ugly sweat running down my neck
Great time to jump into the pool
Using the blue water is so cool
Swimming I...

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January…new year, new me.
Met you and now I’m happy. 
We watched the ball drop and kissed at midnight.


My February Valentine
hearts and flowers because you’re mine
as...

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Bully me you, I exemplified archetypal scapegoat

Even as an old curmudgeon, aye pucker
and raspily suction, albeit toothless mouth
drawing reminiscent guffaws affecting 
(think feeble attempt 
impersonating...

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As lonely sighs drift across the mountaintops
Mists linger ‘til midmorning, caressing trees
It's evident that the temperature slowly drops,
For a chill is accompanying the August breeze.

Slight...

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Summer is ending 
hot days filled with outside fun, 
our sleeping in late. 
August ends our days off ~ done, 
back to school we must...

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Melted cloud falls through the mid-summer air
Shower screen sparkles in seeping sunset rays
Drenching the long scorched auburn meadow
New saplings sprout from the moistened soil
Spreading in...

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I’ve had my walk this steamy August day.
Now showered, cool, and reading in my chair,
I’m playing Christmas music. It’s my way
of challenging the seasons while...

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In that late August morning
millions of eyes were crying
for the death of their king...
they longed for his voice that was beyond thrilling!
Elvis' life suddenly ended...

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moved with emotion
the flute breaks the silence

enchanting with rapture the evening magic
she casts out her midnight serenade

beguiling with every note
charming the summer breeze

she rounds up...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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