"summertimes" poems
Speaking of broken hearts
and mended fenced in mem'ries
I am painting skies
of tangerine, saffron
& an illuminated lilac hue
against the starkly contrasted crisp cornflower blue, stretching canvas that is
along with all the
other blindingly beautiful colors of a twilight sky
And those dripping cotton candy stratospheric clouds
Ice crystals freezing into supercooled
water droplets
Streaking the sky in cirrus whispers
..I hear them whisper, "hello"...
Blinding beauty
through unadulterated sunlight
I am fleeced like a lamb
watching in awe,
..in wonder
then stomping sounds
of coming thunder,
Finding depth and height
out in the stratosphere
Blinded by the
After Light
or afterglow
affected by the amount of haze
I'm in a daze
...as I am reaching
High above the fading light
of a brilliant early fall sunset
I take a big breath
of that sumptuous air
and twirl my skirted legs
my painted toes
where I know
I am back
to solid ground
Appreciating the last time
I say sleep well
to you my dear
summertimes sweet mem'ries
and the fun we had this year.
Cherie Nolan © 2016
Sep 1, 2016
Sep 1, 2016 at 2:39 PM UTC
Distant in the sky at night,
a profound and shiny light,
the moon slowly moves,
like a sloath on the roves.
A sensation in summertimes,
a cloud that sometimes
dresses the sky of white
when the moon guides my typewrite.
Nov 30, 2020
Nov 30, 2020 at 2:52 AM UTC
All I wanted was love to find me
to know what it was to see
what a love could be
I just wanted a touch so real
that could show inside me
what the heart should feel
and all I needed was you
I wanted to see stars light the sky
to feel the warmth of your lips softly
in a summertimes kiss
to get lost in the tenderness
of your sweet caress
and all I needed was you
I wanted dreams so surreal
that got me so high
where I never needed to come down
to know their was a love that true
and all I needed was you
to look where I could be found
Spiritwind ©2016
May 1, 2016
May 1, 2016 at 8:25 PM UTC
How I wish for a song to sing:
A perfect melody,
A taste of spring.
I want a tune to reach my ears
And make my eyes
Well up with tears.
On rain-soaked streets,
I'd spend my days,
And I'd rattle through
The morning haze;
From the bouncing dream
Of a comforting song,
I'd turn my gaze skyward
As I walked along.
But now, it seems
I often can count
The streams that amount
To a deafening, dull sensation,
And whenever a song should reach my lips,
Its worth is lost from my imagination.
Oh, give me a mellow little tune;
A soothing chorus of flowers in bloom.
Or offer an epic romantic chantey,
The kind of a rhythm to suit my fancy.
Sing me a song of summertimes gone,
And give me the voice to carry it along.
Bring to my heart,
Wherever I may be,
A warm air,
A rousing melody,
In perfect harmony,
Grant me my wish,
It's all I ask,
Give me a song to sing!
Nov 3, 2017
Nov 3, 2017 at 8:04 PM UTC