I wake late
in the nucleus of summer
purple coneflowers
with coppery spikes gleaming
swaying in a solstice dance
I have climbed through
the brambles of blackberry bushes
watched scissor-tails bicker
from the porch
wished for more time
under the trumpet vine’s orange bliss
climbed trees
with leaves both green and golden
limbs that now tangle
in my memory
bending under the grape arbor
when life was full and fathomless
I have reminisced
with fringed blinds half drawn
seeing life’s movie stills
viewed more softly
through lace curtains
I liked this.
Thanks Jim!
Appropriate end of summer verse!
Thanks Marissa! Can’t believe it’s almost gone….
I know! My daughter goes back to school next week!!
I love the way you intertwine the past and present, and especially the last two lines “viewed more softly / through lace curtains.” A beautiful poem 🙂
Thank you, Joan. I had wonderful summers growing up on my grandparent’s farm.
So lovely; poetry that reflects a golden summer, written beautifully. -Jennie-
Thank you, Jennie, for the gracious compliment. Summer is my favorite time of year 🙂
Mine, too. You are welcome!
Very descriptive, you brought summer alive…;-)
Thank you! I can’t believe it’s almost over.
Yes, regrettably. Time flies…
It really does…
Beautiful ode to summer
Thank you so much!
Beautiful memories, Lana! Cheer up — the end of summer means cooler weather is on the way (and after the beastly heat y’all have had, that should be a relief!!)
That’s true, Debbie. ..but not much cooler for us til the end of October. 🙂
Beautiful imagery.
Thanks, D.D. 🙂
A beautiful poem to honor the summer.
a hug
Thank you so much!
😀
You’ve created some vivid images “…coppery spikes gleaming/
swaying in a solstice dance” that are also musical. It adds up to a lovely experience.
Thank you so much. Summer is my favorite season 🙂
You have brought the memories of summer forward in vivid color and images. Well done! Your summers must have been magical.
Those summers were really special…I still enjoy them (in spite of the heat). 🙂 Thanks!