Summer Senses Poems

Once, 
I saw rainbows, 
across the tear washed sky. 
Their iridescent gleam
illumining the astral realm 
and spilling down into the waters below. 
Buds burgeoning on...

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An escapade sweet as a marshmallow day
when tangerine dreams fed our evergreen stream.
Our magnet attraction neath radiant ray 
did butter the air where the breezes...

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His voice has a face;
It has features of its own.
It gazes deep into my eyes
and delves deep into my soul.

His voice is a smooth ocean...

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You can hear her in the dark, listening –
Like the wind’s cool breathe, glistening,
Telling hearts to believe, just believe –
Because love will not deceive, won’t...

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A swath of lavender sways in a field
where the meandering brook slowly flows
a hint of fragrance swiftly yields
memories of childhood sweet and fair...

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October is one of those months that begin to transition and change to prepare for winter.

As our days begin to shorten, this tenth month brings...

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The sheets smelled like Summer hanging on the line
The sheets smelled like Summer evoking a simpler time
The sheets smelled like Summer, when time was all...

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As a child born late summer,
my senses were first flooded
by the images, sounds and smells of fall.
Was I aware of orange pumpkins, wind
caressing the bright...

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Treacly sweet is the juice of summer berries, 
enervating me to anticipate it upon my lips.
Savoring the confection of melted chocolate 
is a delicious flavor...

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Of all the senses, 
they say that smell 
is most closely tied 
to memory;
like Proust with 
his madeleines;
like blackberries 
in July,
in the park where 
my...

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Gone are the bright heroic heads waving along the highway,
Once so psychedelic in their vibrant, vivid display. 
Only to wilt and die during the scorching...

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A Noise


A noise from my childhood, well I don’t know, 
a bird, a sparrow, ‘twas so long ago. 
A carp when it splashes spawning in...

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As she walks barefoot into her garden, her body connects to earth's healing magnetic fields.
She then sits on a faded wooden bench and is greeted...

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She walks inside the room 
a heavenly scent follows 
as I softly trace her pulse  
all the way to my crazy 
senses 
I cannot...

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For every relationship
we can rediscover
a season
of increase
and tipping point
toward decrease.

For every correlation,
positively resonant
and negatively dissonant,
a regenerative
becoming degenerative season
for building up and out
and tearing down and...

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