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Summer Passing
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Summer Passing |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! 
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Summer Passing Two blue herons dance with the smoke and mist across a cloud-swept and pensive grey late August sky, here on this wind-flickering forest edge where lichens slowly spread, like a lovely velveteen disease, along a broken stone wall and path to nowhere through the woodland moss and ferns spreading all around. All speak in silence of grand-inevitable transience, change, and loss to come, as Summer tarries for one last bright-delicious lingering moment of the ‘now,’ like a half full glass of wine forgotten. Is that distant, wistful sigh just a hint of Autumn chill or the ghost of Summer passing by? --- b. e. adams ('here' in the quicksilver 'now') |
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Ari Squire Member Posts 488 In The Phallus Lane |
A lovely day in the woodland. Of what value would it be if we were to allow it to slip by us unnoticed. You've a keen eye Bruce and you translate perfectly. Loving Linny Jean is poetry. |
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DaysofView Member
since 2014-04-01
Posts 433Just A Slice Of The Pie |
Very nice poem as you always know what to say and you always know how to say it in a nice way. I want to die in my sleep like my grandfather...not like the passengers screaming in the back of his car. |
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RedStoneEB Senior Member
since 2003-06-08
Posts 772uk |
nicely written poem nice to read something that has a glimpse of beauty in it. RS |
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Redstart Senior Member
since 2014-05-16
Posts 535 |
Where the natural world is concerned: You paint pictures with your words. |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
Thanks to each and all of you for commenting on this ever-so-humble li'l "poetic scribble!" |
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