Dance of Summer.
By Ladylily
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Ruffled clouds spill diamond raindrops,
drizzled over breaths of Summer,
as ghosts of dying gales shiver,
naked in no-man’s land.
The sky’s blue dress, lavender tinted,
sails over an indigo ocean.
Silver geese fill void twixt Heaven and Earth.
Scents of honey swerve on lazy breezes,
Red Admiral’s flawlessly flutter
and enjoy the ride.
A feast of unlit Freesias
ignite yellow frocks,
as a Lark’s melody soothes
sublime echoes of Spring’s shadows.
Image courtesy of Wikimedia Commons.
Three Nymphs and a cherub reclining. Antonio Zucchi 1772.
Phot by Pharos in Wikimedia.
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Comments
Really can't understand why
Really can't understand why this poem didn't get any comments or cherries. It's filled with so much expressiveness of the coming seasons.
Beautifully mastered and thank you for sharing.
Jenny.
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I missed this one and I'm
I missed this one and I'm sorry I did because it's utterly beautiful. Thank you Lily and thank you Jenny for giving me a nudge to it!
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Perhaps we didn't comment
Perhaps we didn't comment because it's February and we have all forgotten what Summer is! Good poem.
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