Summer Poems

SUMMERTIME
 
Summertimes are spent in the orchard of apples and pears
The old wooden rope swing; all frayed, from over the years

Hazy days in the summer house, watching the children play
Puppy dogs running around chasing the butterflies all a gay

Homemade lemonade...Read More

Music soars in glow of Sunday air,
These days, never a rare affair;
For heaven's door is ever open-
For the sinners, always hopin'!

Softly goes the scented breeze,
That welcomes gradual honeybees;
In the warm stillness of the day,
Honeyed voices and organ convey!

In raptures of...Read More

Pages of white lust
are recalling Summer moons
tugging a retreating 

roar. God of Insanity:
objects personified shaped
to impact reason 

in his senseless world.
Hands reach within closed eyelids-
chis luring the heart.

Cancerous pain seeps,
then tunnels. A maroon creek
rushing through sand-colored

walls of leek-like tissue.
It is...Read More

What is winter in Jamaica like?
When you were shivering the entire night
What is winter in Jamaica like? 
When you have no heating all night
Couples bundle up underneath the covers
Trying to keep each other warm
But the covering was so thin
It kept...Read More

It was cold in his shack and rain squeezed through gaps in the walls

Built as a summer retreat near the beach during prosperous times

A single door creaked under an onslaught of memories and drizzle

	Oh well Dylan Thomas wrote in his...Read More

The sun awakes each early morn
Bright sky glows its colors adorn
Nothing but jeans tattered and torn
Miracle of life a child born
	How come I wonder

Fly in formation at high noon
Birds band together sing a tune
Scent of lilac come early June
Summer breezes...Read More

Pages of white lust
are recalling Summer moons
tugging a retreating 

roar. God of Insanity:
objects personified shaped
to impact reason 

in his senseless world.
Hands reach within closed eyelids-
chis luring the heart.

Cancerous pain seeps,
then tunnels. A maroon creek
rushing through sand-colored

walls of leek-like tissue.
It is...Read More

Cross the river Charles
Steady stream of steam the bogs envelop 
Sweaty air resists your passage
Drift to town a short distance down

Woolly summer wonder wrought
All move and sing at once
A billow from his pipe
His bellow calls you up to join him

From...Read More

Sunsets aren't quite as bright;
And the flowers are all dying.
Miss you, tall, handsome knight,
As autumn leaves are flying.

Searing summer now a memory-
Soon we'll be together again!
Hope you often think of me.
I know you're not too vain.

Didn't we dance golden days...Read More

A gold mine under a closed saloon, 
empty bottle on the bar

While we wait and while we hope,
old memories travel far

Its sidewalks float with the summer rain,
nuggets rising through the sand

What was once will be again
—each grain of time at...Read More

Waking up, in a light gray four poster bed.
With flowers and ribbons, painted
on the ceiling above my head.
.
Satin slippers and a robe, so soft.
A young girl, I feel when I do recall......
Those decades ago, those tender memories 
that are never...Read More

When I was ten I got a bike one Christmas
I learned to ride that morning, 
	though the snow was several inches on the ground
Though the gravel road was hard to ride,
	it was straight and full of silence;
And me and my...Read More

In a world
Of blues and greys
Streaked in swirls
Of sunlit shadows
Hints of gold
Tinge a brisk morning air
The cool stillness ruffled
Of a glassy lake
Not a sound it makes to wake
A sleepy drowsy nature
Gearing up to hibernate
All good things come to an end
Indian...Read More

citrine Indian summer sigh 
as blue skies turn a jealous green

dusty weft wind and hours drew nigh
idyllic of seasons has seen

a wanderer of aged mirth, glean
quintessence honey set awry

underneath spun amorous scene 
of sweet scent tease, not a good bye

1/20/2020

ABAB...Read More

There are mini-bunnies in between my fleshy toes
They live there in miniature rose bush that glows.
I watch them sometimes, amazed at their grimes.
Hopping between my big toe with green slimes.

Carrying passels of baby bunnies on their warm backs.
They visit each...Read More

This is the story of my life,
So filled with joys and strife;
This is the story of my days--
Through countless doorways!

This is the story of my dream--
And of my shimmering moonbeam.
This is my brief tale of woe--
The tale of sunsets all...Read More

winter summer of fall
they love it all
no matter it snow
park where kids go
 some play after dark
i know  i did
PARKS AND KIDS...Read More

*****Anyone who knows my poetry knows how I often use Greek mythology in my works. This poem revolves around the idea of the moon longing to become 'into being' so as to be with Venus, whom is represented in Greek...Read More

Hero,


“Love is a hero’s journey, and the hero’s journey is a noble but difficult path.”    — Marianne Williamson


winter wears and wanders in
shaking and frigid
each step taken 
ached, iced and frozen 

there's a crackling under foot
hearts turn to...Read More

 Santa Claus, he scratched his beard
When he noticed something weird!
Christmas sales in summer? What a holiday hitch! 
“Add a day!”, said Father Time, “To fix this glaring glitch”.


January 19, 2020

Contest: Leap Year
Sponsor: Beth Evans...Read More

I picked it up and let it run through
Reddish brown and so dry too
Then I stood and looked around
The long drought had cracked the ground

The wind blew the red dust up high
Into the clear blue azure sky
In the distance the...Read More

Afterglow
by Michael R. Burch
 
The night is full of stars. Which still exist?
Before time ends, perhaps one day we’ll know.
For now I hold your fingers to my lips
and feel their pulse: warm, palpable and slow;
once slow to match this reckless...Read More

   By Julia Shaw
     May  2019

Two people met many years ago,
Their hearts would soon embrace,
They wouldn't let each other go,
Love could not be erased.

They married in a garden fair,
With flowers all abounding,
Their love...Read More

You are the rain in my summer days
The electrifying blanket in my winter may
The she who i so crave to buy a plane
And fly deeper in the heavens core

Life with you its an open book
Too proud to share
Too sweet to...Read More

One early morning in darkest February
I will lay still in my bed
imagining a summer garden,
and you 
walking toward me smiling.
It will be a dream
the way this world is a dream,
but this last time
you will take my hand;
together we will enter...Read More

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