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

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Some external links:

The Bat’s Own Poetry Cave 

Talking Writing Monster.

Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US

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).

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