Summer List Poems

Summer is my favourite season,
The clearness is a reason.

Summer gives the sun full sway,
I bask in the embracing ray.

Summer is the best time to go...

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March does reverberate jubilant sound
     since it's my birth month with gifts that abound.

March pours down heaven's extravagant grace*
  ...

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Am I but the stirring of a seasoned stew
The madness of a game that summer threw

Hard edge of a canyon wall at dawn
Towering above a...

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when my heart breaks for the morning, yet yearns for the starlit skies, I know that the music of summer is playing across my life...

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Quote By Poet  "March will start Spring off with a big smile."

March is a great time of the year,
they even serve green beer.

 
March...

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Summer sky raises scarlet sun of dulcet dawn,
     burns the noon air when the spring nip is gone.

Summer scorches the spring’s...

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“I have told this story true before today,
In a different format in a different way.
A feeling of regret that I didn’t do more, I had...

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Blue of the Blue-Footed Booby bird.
      Blue is really a lovely poetic word.

Blue is a fathomless endless sky.
  ...

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"The softness of the summer day like an ermine paw."- Anais Nin

Soft is a tissue or a cotton ball.
     Soft was...

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lover of moon
lover of stars
lover of mirrorballs 
lover of early autumn mushrooms
lover of bitter first frost
lover of sequins
lover of full moons
lover of folk
and true to...

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“Little boxes on the hillside; Little boxes made of ticky tacky
Little boxes on the hillside; Little boxes all the same” 
from first verse of “Little...

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Bar Harbor 

Bah Habah is how they say it in Maine.
The cool summer breezes wash over the town.
Sailboats ride at rest waiting patiently at their...

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When war, politics, prejudice and bigotry are encouraging me to hate
I take a moment to look around…then a love list I create:

I love my wife...

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In gratitude may we flourish…


I’m grateful for:

My coloring books and crayons
            The memories of...

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One passing day come the end of March
just before or after I now can barely
remember as so far back was it

The clock's jumped forward or...

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