Summer's Entrance.
By Ladylily
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Once again her grace inherits a world of glory.
There she strolls, titillating nature’s charming story,
a splendid christening, the heart-throb of Summer.
Chaffinches, Swallows, listening
to awaiting vaults of Violas...
Cradles, caresses, an abundance of shades
which melt in dusks and Lavender musks.
Laced Chantilly ‘Lily of the Valley’ pings,
tings tiny chimes.
Pussy-willow’s fuzzy buds
shadow a scented host of mauved Thyme.
Chrome-gold Roses await penetration of the yawning Sun,
tasting it’s yellow beams, finely spun.
Black collared Doves chant,
Blue-tit babes flutter, swank,
as a graceful Tulip breathes it’s last...
Spring’s lost child,
another elegy for Oscar Wilde.
Image courtesy of Wikimedia Commons. Photo 2016 Liz West, Boxborough, WA USA.
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there's a lot of words that
there's a lot of words that buzz and move the poem forward. nicely done.
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I agree - some lovely rich
I agree - some lovely rich imagery in this
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Beautifully written and one
Beautifully written and one to be read out loud.
Jenny.
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Good morning Ladylily,
Good morning Ladylily,
So easy on the tongue as you read "Summer's Entrance out loud. Such a fine use of words.
Every portrait that is painted with feeling is a portait of the artist. (Oscar Wilde) So true in your poem Geraldine.
Edward (hedgehog1)
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