Summer Nice Poems

   Ah, communing with Nature is nice
      'til Winter arrives with its ice

   But this year...

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three nice things she loves
reading books, the summer-spring,
ponds lakes rivers seas
my beloved poetess 
lovely amazing cool girl!...

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lost in gold glamour
hammock trees whisper green breeze
lotus color sprees

a warm noon warning
of soon tangerine caress
dragonfly's address

swinging sage summer
June beauties in lemon squeeze
saffron memories...

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I was an environmental scientist, working with large wind farm developers,
To harness wind and generate electricity, as a plum sun flees, to tell others.

I worked...

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I was a knowledgeable color expert, with a degree in enthralling color theory,
And was proficient with color related software, like evening sun grown weary.

With cognizance...

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I was a zealous environmental scientist, preserving green on our blue planet;
To benefit all animals, plants and people, under sunset skies of pomegranate.

I strived hard...

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The things I Wouldn’t Give

The things I wouldn’t give for you to be here with me,
This beautiful autumn,
To fill the silence with your sweet, sweet...

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I was a successful, fashionable florist, in mild green days of elegant gardens,
When an orange sun beamed its pleasure, like locales where lavender begins.

I formed...

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Traveling shoes on got on my traveling shoes traveling shoes yall got on my traveling shoes I can travel now got on my traveling shoes...

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respite’s 
calling

cool drops
falling

gentle
thunder

it’s no
wonder 

we feel
heady

autumn-
ready

we’ve stopped
sweating 

sighing
fretting

just for
now, though

for we
all know

heat will
hold sway

by this
Tuesday!...

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Raindrops on summer 
Beer or wine on winter eve
Sunshine on day-offs...

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I was a professional landscaper, with passion for nature, and a green thumb,
Like passions of smothering, dreamy nighttime, to which we gladly succumb.

My work took...

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The blue jays are converging, at the top of the garden wall,
Singing their new old songs, in the young days of summer,
And spell-casting sluggish heat,...

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“Love is like a rose. When pressed between two lifetimes, it will last forever.” – Anonymous



In vast wilderness of emerald summer, rose blossoms brightness,
Like the...

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yellow mustard, thick, spicy
making tongue quicken
a great amount is dicey
with the grill lid closed
lips like roses posed
larruping
good!


28 June 2022
Whats Cooking on the Grill this Summer...

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