These little beauties homegrown rascals hang their heads up high tossing petal smirks at impending Old Man Winter They keep summer near close at hand…
Tag: summer
The smell of rubber even now means anticipation shaped into bicycle tires getting that new bike riding on seat springs and sunlight skirting a pathway…
The concept of endless pure decadence swimming in a pearl sea one vast starry night a gypsy reading tea leaves after the swelter comes a…
I refer to waterfall music a far distance from time’s corridor seeking secrets of forest lore sung with gentle notes upon the lyre. The wayward,…
Let’s set the latitude to swelter I’ve never been your frozen angel I’ll caress the Rose of Sharon, white faced and rosy-cheeked with its leaves…
I want to live in a cocoon made entirely of summer as those curt, frigid winds blow in from the north I want to paint…
They promised us a cold front in the middle of August they promised us a cold front just in time to save us. We had…
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…
Well here it is, almost the end of June, and I am way behind schedule as usual. Why is this? I think the Stupid Bug…
This poem is for the Miracle Girl and her current WordPress challenge. Visit her blog to read the rules and write your own story or…