#summerday - Hello Poetry

the birds chirp in the distance the sun glows bright in the cerulean sky no clouds in sight just sunshine beating down on your skin sweat trickles down your brow a slight breeze sways the grass around your ankles

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Jun 4, 2025

Jun 4, 2025 at 10:23 AM UTC

theperilouspoet77

cerulean

the birds chirp in the distance the sun glows bright in the cerulean sky no clouds in sight just sunshine beating down on your skin sweat trickles down your brow a slight breeze sways the grass around your ankles

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With the illumination of rays from a high, as with the wetness on the blooms in the fields a new beginning has arrived. Melodies tickles the ear brought by winged beast, a calming attitude shall bestow peace. Doing all just for ambiguity but in a place of misery, by being surrounded with a lopsided liberty. To gallop through yards of wildflowers or sail the seven seas, your passion will always shine in what you believe. To gaze upon the clouds not knowing what is a midst, seeking knowledge and answers to questions to make the good spirits lift. The journey that lies ahead will not commence without a step taken, being ready to siege the day comes with being awaken. Listening to the joyful sounds of laughter and young ones a play, with the excitement of opportunity on the inside you will not stay. The aromas of nature intoxicate the nasal cavity, with the most pleasurable of pleasant scents. No visible ***** of moisture in the sky, so nice your question is why? While the hours go by, the plot of your journey is away and you are truly enamored with this lovely summer day. By, CE Cheatham

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May 8, 2019

May 8, 2019 at 1:15 PM UTC

CE_Cheatham

A Summer Day

With the illumination of rays from a high, as with the wetness on the blooms in the fields a new beginning has arrived. Melodies tickles the ear brought by winged beast, a calming attitude shall bestow peace. Doing all just for ambiguity but in a place of misery, by being surrounded with a lopsided liberty. To gallop through yards of wildflowers or sail the seven seas, your passion will always shine in what you believe. To gaze upon the clouds not knowing what is a midst, seeking knowledge and answers to questions to make the good spirits lift. The journey that lies ahead will not commence without a step taken, being ready to siege the day comes with being awaken. Listening to the joyful sounds of laughter and young ones a play, with the excitement of opportunity on the inside you will not stay. The aromas of nature intoxicate the nasal cavity, with the most pleasurable of pleasant scents. No visible ***** of moisture in the sky, so nice your question is why? While the hours go by, the plot of your journey is away and you are truly enamored with this lovely summer day. By, CE Cheatham

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Yellow & Green A summer so serene I wake up to the chirping birds Go out to the vivid light Beaming onto every life A Begonia standing firm Beneath the amber horizon Waiting to ambush the hopelessness of the world A lazy breeze whispering along The blooming hedges will do just fine Sun & shade in the forest glade Reap & sow a light so profound Hopping birds bring life to the hidden grounds Scribbling an aubade, we look all around Behold & rise to the beauty unspoken Summer is here, all burning & all mine.

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Apr 24, 2018

Apr 24, 2018 at 1:32 AM UTC

arya-sharan

Summer Time

Yellow & Green A summer so serene I wake up to the chirping birds Go out to the vivid light Beaming onto every life A Begonia standing firm Beneath the amber horizon Waiting to ambush the hopelessness of the world A lazy breeze whispering along The blooming hedges will do just fine Sun & shade in the forest glade Reap & sow a light so profound Hopping birds bring life to the hidden grounds Scribbling an aubade, we look all around Behold & rise to the beauty unspoken Summer is here, all burning & all mine.

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Maybe I should run away. Try to find a summer day. What is Love? Love is pain, Love is butterflies and stomach aches, Love is looking out a window pane tears dripping looking like you in the rain.

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Jan 13, 2017

Jan 13, 2017 at 10:23 AM UTC

Midnightlove

Love

Maybe I should run away. Try to find a summer day. What is Love? Love is pain, Love is butterflies and stomach aches, Love is looking out a window pane tears dripping looking like you in the rain.

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