Long Summer love Poems
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Hints of beauty
Breath from blooms
Coloring the world
With wisdom found in truth
Fields of flowers
Bold and vivid hues
Paint the landscape
Carefully lifting all gloom
Gentle dewdrops
Cover velvety petals
Sliding down stems
To create an artistic revelation
Birds sing a melody
Blending into the rain
Capturing soothing lullabies
Amid drenching showers
Sunlight blazes through the sky
Rising and setting with insights
Discovered within sunny grace
Creating joy filled with praise
Forests with emerald pines
Seize the imagination
Brilliant shades of feelings
Trace the edge of these blessings
Summer grows more satisfying
With the passing of the days
Filled with heavenly inspirations
Thrilling pearls of the season’s grandeur
Summer Love Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke
June 22, 2020
My buttercup bewitched me evermore
Those mesmerising eyes of a gazelle
Celestial cerulean 'amore'
Enamoured I'm by my breathtaking belle
I prize the bonny sunshine of my heart
She's my pulchritudinous 'querido'
Catalyst of my Parnassian art
She's like a splendiferous soignée doe
The moon can't compete with my 'priyatham'
The sun shivers at her angelic touch
Together we're in resplendent rhythm
She is a noticeable nymph nonesuch
My summer's entranced by 'dulcinea'
Forever we're entwined, she's my 'jiya'
05.16.2021
**amore - Latin for sweetheart
Querido - Spanish/Portuguese for darling
Parnassian - poetic
Priyatham - Hindi for heartthrob
Dulcinea - Spanish for sweetheart
Jiya - Hindi for 'life'
***soignée and rhythm - counted as 2 syllables
Dulcinea - counted as 4 syllables
For John Hamilton's "Summer love sonnet" contest
Rippling down the mountainside
flows a clean blue Alpine stream
Bubbling o'er the valley floor
like an image from a dream
Horses grazing in the grass
song birds singing from the trees
Butterflies flitting about
floating on a summer breeze
Wisps of clouds drifting along
a bright sun hangs in the sky
casting a shade from the trees
to where two young lovers lie
Hand in hand they make their plan
a future so bright and gay
All the world is in their arms
this heavenly day in May
Perhaps in all the moments
that's ever been known to man
T'was never one more serene
than this painting from God's hand
My sunshine in the morning wakens me
with eyes that twinkle mischief and delight.
My sunflower whose gaze I love to see
is he – my summer love – from morn to night!
I'm his honeybee, and he's my daisy.
He’s the sweetest sweet pea of early June!
A snapdragon, he can make me crazy.
But when he is the reddest rose, I swoon!
His dulcet voice, like the song of blue birds,
is also like the the breeze of summer skies
when days are fair. I love to to hear the words
he whispers as he watches me with eyes
like sun-lit oceans. My dear marigold!
Forever his, my heart he’ll ever hold.
May 17, 2021
for John Hamilton's
Summer Love Sonnet Poetry Contest
Examine your surroundings,
most importantly their hue,
for I recall a day when setting sun
hung in the fire of a neon sky
and blazed an orange red.
What imperceptible thread held it
there above our heads like a paradigm of passion
suspended for all time!
Even now, years later,
I draw that moment out and bask in it again. . .
and over again. Also I remember how
that serpent came from nowhere
and slithered terra cotta in the sand around our feet.
I believe he was exponential (in a Biblical sense)
of what we soon would lose - our innocence -
as afternoon slipped into an iridescent dusk.
The colors of that dusk
bursting and sizzling like our steamy summer love,
primarily in nuances of lust,
flowed scarlet over us in the color of a crimson
which was cardinal as sin.
Then to the screams of gulls and to the crash of waves,
I writhed beneath a surge of heat
and his face. . . that glowed with desire.
Only at the beach was I ever to know
such splendor. . . there with my first love
and there with the sun, where it burned out.
I love the taste of summer its beauty is all around.
The colors and the music, green grass now on the ground.
The Lilacs and the roses tell all that’s summer’s here.
Weekend trips out to the ocean, good friends and ice-cold beer.
Reality seems to pause as the birds fly through the air.
The doves and golden eagles, little cubs with mama bear.
The kittens and all of the puppies out frolicking while they grow.
Shade trees out in the yard, I love the summer glow.
The lakes and city parks, give way to summer fun.
Our children play outside and keep us on the run.
The summer sees not color, it’s there for all of man.
This season brings us peace, enjoy it while you can.
A time of year I truly love, sunshine now warms our lands.
Downtown and country markets, parades and marching bands.
My favorite part of summer is hard for words to find.
It’s the smiles and happy hearts that summer’s love will always bind.
*Summer Love Poetry Contest*
7-2-20
Oh goldenrod how bright your blaze
though blooming sunrays bittersweet —
your tint the hint of crisper days
when dusk arrives on hastened feet
amidst the green tall grass you gleam
oh goldenrod how bright your blaze!
gold dust the stuff of Nature’s dream
rich sprays of flame the monarchs praise
a beacon’s beam in humid haze
a rocket flare in atmosphere
oh goldenrod how bright your blaze —
a torch for summer love to bear
as solstice fades no longer spry
and sun-dried skies brown manes of maize
beneath the aging daystar’s sigh
oh goldenrod how bright your blaze!
Susan Ashley
August 17, 2022
~ First Place ~
Writing Challenge - X'd Poems Second Chance Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
*N/A (X'd)
*Contest: Hint of Autumn
*Date judged: September 3, 2022
Rhymes verified: Rhymezone
Syllables verified: howmanysyllables; 8 per line
Photo: Gardenia.net
A Summer's Night Sensuality
Don't dare whisper a warm breath on my shoulder,
Or I might become ever so more intimately bolder.
Here, on this intoxicating Midwest summer night.
I wish I were, I wish I might, be your amorous slave tonight!
Like a rainbow candle, joyfully melting, multi-colored into you.
Becoming not one enamored person, but a divine loving two.
An intense, steaming, simmering wax puddle of lovers,
Under summer's moonlit, silvery, slippery, cloud-satin covers.
Oh, how divinely close, my angel, we are!
Sparkling in the velvet darkness, like brilliant firefly stars.
I literally swim in the lake-like sweat of simmering you~
These sacred eternal, loving, sensual desires, of we, an eternal two.
June 22, 2020
5:30am PST
Edited
This poem entered in Chantelle Cooke's Contest:
Summer Love
I long to sleep until the leaves have gone
taking all the memories of summer love,
and dream until the winter’s dawn.
When the cloak of autumn is soon drawn;
when evening stars dance in the sky above,
I long to sleep until the leaves have gone.
Wind still sings in the Forest of Argonne,
I hear the song of my truelove
and dream until the winter’s dawn.
September dreams are like a swan
who flies entwined with her beloved,
I long to sleep until the leaves have gone.
Seasons stretch as nature yawns,
I hear the calling of spring doves
and dream until the winter dawns.
The memory of summer past is long
and autumn chill will soon unglove~
I long to sleep until the leaves have gone
and dream until the winter’s dawn.
Clear eyes stargaze on sun-kissed days ~ Barley autumn, bosoms ablaze.
Warm breeze brush bathing heavens, rainbow hues fusing chase and tease
Whispers ~ touch spirit lips, rising heat cocoons blushing nymph.
Kites sky flight tickling blue clouds, surfing glides breathtaking stunts.
Nonstop beats, hormones flush, spiraling awesome thrilling release!
Old boy, ebbing energy, please bounce back accompany me...
Birds playing sweet symphonic tune, cunning beau shows sultry actions.
Running torrid wild lustful tokens caress peaks fast and vast
Tonic willpower, how will I have golden sunbeams hopes?
Heart, listen, you fire in rush ~ don't you hurry, stay low and calm.
As torments waves each passing year, eases control for you and me.
Oh, if I took your lead, heart, I would hate many men now.
(c) Olive Eloisa
12:31 am
June 09, 2014
CONTEST: SIJO STRINGS
SPONSOR: DEBBIE GUZZI
Placed 1st.. :) to God be the glory.. :D