Tag: summer
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Poetic Bloomings: 15 July
Dawn and Dogs and … Is this your dawn or mine — Is it yours to greet or mine to ignore. That glare is a fishwife’s shriek, it wakes the dog, who paws the door, who whines for relief as it walks the floor, then into the garden, emptied, relieved. I sleep. I sleep. Today’s…
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Poetic Bloomings: 13 July
Shades of Sand I wade in salty sea with delirious shells On shades of sand, in fog that sighs, And once again I walk summer’s swell It caresses my feet, soft as butterflies. On shades of sand, in fog that sighs Come night when stars are born and bed caress my feet, soft as butterflies.…
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Poetic Bloomings: 7 July
June 1962: All That Noise and Bomb Drills Summer rain fell on our white winter arms, that much we both remembered. It was a chill that tightened the skin. Stiffened your bones. And we’d hang around like two stretched ropes, sitting on the front steps waiting for Dad to come home. Do you remember, she…
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Poetic Bloomings: 1 July
A July Smile The curtains feel fine playing a tune. Days blowing through the screen, and across the floor. See July smile, a little light shines. Feel her arms, my summer breeze. written for Poetic Bloomings 1 July: Summer Breeze. The text of this poem is “found and remixed” from the song lyrics…
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✔️ Poem Form: “Pathya Vat”
Thunder’s Middle Voice Those black crow clouds Just keep rolling, Building, boiling, Then pouring scorn. Our summer storms Are whiskey warm, Like peppercorns’ Heat wakening. We wait, listen, For the lightning, Thunder’s frightening Torn middle voice. For Poetic Bloomings In-Form Poetic form: “Pathya Vat” is a Cambodian verse form, consisting of four lines…
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dVerse Does Summer
What better blessing than to move without hurry under trees?” — by Naomi Shihab Nye The Summer of 1958 Those summer days when the sun grew – those were my spun white flats days. Long as ribbons, a satin sheen across the skies, and the hills soaking up nasal sting of pine, and paths of…
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