Summer | Mónika Tóth
summer moon
the scent of tulip
spreading in the night
summer poems
Welcome Back to Summer | Mary Bone
Welcome back to summer,
ice cream on hot days,
watermelon isn’t just a phase.
Hot dogs on a grill,
Ice tea gives me a chill.
The Emerald Isles of Summer | Mary Bone
The emerald isles of summer
gleam through my eyes of green.
There is so much beauty to behold,
so many sights to be seen.
The End of Summer | Mary Bone
Leaves are falling,
Fall is in the air.
A fresh wind is blowing,
signaling the end of summer.
Haiku: Blue Jeans | Jenny Middleton
You wear the soft sky
Tucked in your jeans’ bluest stroll
A perfect day’s wave.
Tree Shaded Path | Ann Christine Tabaka
Summer’s searing heat
filled the day.
A tree shaded path,
gave respite to weary travelers
who stopped to rest.
Seated upon lush green,
stories were shared.
A time to think about
all that had transpired.
A sanctuary of the heart,
to all who gathered there.
Refreshed, spirits buoyed,
the pilgrims moved on.
Once again trees opened
welcoming arms to
the next to pass this way.
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The Taste of Summer | Susy
Movements round a carousel.
Slowly they quicken with the taste of summer.
The blurred streaks of people.
Making new colours.
Even the reverberations of sounds I hear again in that other place.
Walking up stairs.
Leading to the warm folds of a white blanket.
I rearrange the flowers that are sewn into the fabric.
The wafting scent of them emerges.
Engulfing me.
Opening my eyes.
Did a fragrance do that?
Or was it the sights and sounds of summertime,
Laying on the white blanket?