Summer
by Luther Seahand
This glorious time of year
grace is in bloom, divine
supple spindles gleam
by golden beam
waltz, waltz June fairies
from dandelion to lofty pine.
Off on a stroll above meadows
scented wisps, a tryst, oh my
sandalwood, sweet
fair mulberry treat
swoon, swoon ethereal swans
into the mild, evening light, of July.
Stirring for summer’s farewell
frail wonders, tulips, up high
butterflies pair
with delicate flair
steady, steady August delights
primroses await your slumbering sigh.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Олег Бундур – Кто делает весну?
- Summer poem – Alexander Pope
- Morning Poem #39 by Wanda Phipps
- Bombardment by Siegfried Sassoon
- Robert Burns: My Eppie Macnab:
- Untitled IV by Yunus Emre
- I Thought I was not Alone. by Walt Whitman
- Sea Shell poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Parliament Hill Fields by Sylvia Plath
- The Unseen by Sara Teasdale
- 1914 I: Peace by Rupert Brooke
- Black Pine Tree In An Orange Light by Sylvia Plath
- Observation Car
- Scoring Highly on the Psychopathy Scale by P.J.Reed
- Autumn Leaves by Thomas J Camp
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Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
