Summer Paradise Poems

As seasons circle
‘Round the moon
In a solstice born of life
Summer drifts into her June
Like poetic paradise

The memories played by ear
Strummed by fingers
Turning red
It is of...

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No, I am neither dreaming nor fantasizing of being in Heaven,
I am talking about enjoying every second of my sweet vacation.
We are driving and cruising...

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Sometimes 
We have hall had such pleasurable idle days
Where everything becomes still and quiet 
That surrounds us 
Apart from the pleasant melodic delightful
Audible sounds and...

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I entered a competition
In a gardening magazine.
I had to write a poem
About a garden I had seen.

I chose a lovely garden
That was here in my...

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"Life being what it is when one dreams of revenge," ... Paul Gauguin

Light seasoning dash a chain last resort
as zephyr courses an edged clement squeeze...

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Written 24 December 2023 
Placed 5th in :
No 1243 New Poem Only Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand

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The utter splendour of garden life
Encompassed by nature, calm and serene
A sanctuary away from all that strife
Oh what a pleasure it has been!

Wondrous sounds competing...

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Picturesque holy visions nature’s lands
Horizontal those the views
Elongated greens, mid color trees hands green
Bodies’ trunks grey, black and brown vibrant m
Upper tier skies written painted...

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The valley between the windy trees
Across the street from me.
I sit below the pines
to evade the busy strip.
The yard and the distant billowing trees
Provide me...

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seafarers’ paradise

seven men drowned 
when a ship sank under gigantic waves
seven weeks later 
they appeared on the Island of Saragossa
where singing shanty is forbidden

but seaweed...

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Steal James Dean's car
Paint it
Marlboro Red
Marina Blue
Cocaine White
Slip down and cruise the coast
Skip town on the drop of a dime
1955 Porsche 550 Spyder in the...

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On a summer day I say to you,
let us go to the hills and see
the rising sun paint the snowy peaks gold,
listen to surging streams...

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I have faith in brighter days like these
And have hope in kinder ways of speech please
I have no doubt in this mind…
I don’t want to...

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Those were the days my friend, how blessed we were
Although, in past quandam days, knew it not.
Home to us was warm and dry, sound and...

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Watermelon

You, 
me, 
two bikes. 
A trip across town, 
to the farmer's market. 

A hot day, 
an iced melon. 
Only one... cut in half. 

Shared together,...

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