Under
the warmth of a summer sun, a poet dreams
the
panorama of sequential scenes,
lush
green meadow, hues of yellow gold
muse
of lyrical words, sings in a breeze
each
syllable, each note resonates in the soul
what
story do you have to be told...
Wispy
clouds flutter by wings of a butterfly
hummingbirds hums, in my eardrum
setting
the beat, for the next rhythmic line
sipping
red wine, a drink from the vine
intoxicating
pleasure, sweet liberation
opens
the foyer of imagination
My
own little world crystal springs of life
smiling
with glee, free from human strife...
nymphs
of the meadow dance in my head
a
gift they did bring, the gift of creativity
what
lies within your heart, a place to start
love
flows through warm veins..a sonnet
Standing
nearby, the yellow dandelions
one
a snow capped flower, yielding power
pluck
one from the stem, to soft ruby lips
making
a wish, one by one blowing seeds
dreams
float through the mystic air
no
longer secrets as they slowly drift
soft whisper
to the heavens. seeking growth
#1 And you know it, Cat!
ReplyDeletePffft #1 to be lunch
DeleteCrunch crunch crunch
Everybody: #1 And you know it, Cat! You knowwwww it Meow!
DeleteK.N.O.W. it... Take me to the bridge!
I have to say Blue is number #1 here at my place
Deleteeven though it was a close race..as not many
in view. "take me to the bridge" ..which bridge would that be Blue?
I'll take you to the bridge
DeleteAtop a high ridge
Then let you bungie jump with glee
Except I won't tie off the other end, silly me
That said, let's have a look
ReplyDeleteWhat you decided to cook
Wispy clouds... I like that. Sipping red wine... I like that too. I once wrote a 'sonnet'. You may have seen it. blowing seeds... Wait... what? Oh you're talking flowers. Of course you are. I mean someone with that voice I heard the other day must be talking about flowers. Oh I love your summer's dream.
Talking flowers in a field of dreams
Deletecare to join me & as we watch the
wispy clouds float by...
LOL oh the blue guy
ReplyDeleteBlowing seeds, she's not shy
Just listen to the voice the other day
Trudessa blows them like no other on display
Hmm that sounded bad
I'll blame it on the Pat lad
You sure set the seen
for a day so serene
Now if only it was for two
And you would never be blue
Then away you would go
With true enough scenes at your show
I left the typo just for you
So you aren't the only one at each zoo haha
a summer dream
That would be great to be a reality stream
That sounded Bad
DeleteShe'll split you in half!
P.S. Keep that Pirate Song (#4) away from my Blue Rose (#2).
DeleteOk, someone's mind is wandering
Deleteas that sounded rather bad
I will have to defend my honor
as I am a lady of my word..I will
wield by sword and slay your
words I will slice them in two
this I would surely do then,
will you have to say this day???
PS Blue Rose is still number #2 with
many views as who could resist the
mystical allure of the blue rose
Actually it didn't wander too far
DeleteOr even need a ride in a car
The gutter is always close by
See I never lie
And if you split my words in two
I'll thank you
As they will be twice as nice
Or have twice the spice lol
Truly a lovely poem about dandelions, Truedessa...and I love especially the last lines where the seeds are dreams floating and seeking growth.
ReplyDeleteMary,
DeleteThank you so much you for the read and reply. It is always nice to have you visit my place. I hope you
are having a wonderful day.
this little-big world, I love, and floating seeds with dreams like petals to fulfill all desires beneath and above...:)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for the visit... I enjoyed your comment. All dreams start with a seed and how they grow depends on how we nurture them. Have a great day!
DeleteVery summer Truedessa! I enjoyed all the images throughout your piece.
ReplyDeletePoet Laundry - Thank you!
Deletesoft whisper to the heavens... I have never thought of dandelions as such before. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteThank you Margaret!
DeleteYou make summer sound so wonderful. I love summer when it's like that.
ReplyDeleteK
Hello Kay,
DeleteEven with this extreme heat, I still enjoy summer days. Thank you for the comment.
dandelions are my fav flower...i know so me call them weeds, but to blow those dreams in a kiss...smiles...may those seeds find their place to grow...
ReplyDeleteHi Brian
DeleteTo some they are weeds but,to me they are beautiful full of color with strong roots and seeds of hope. Did you ever eat the leaves they make a great salad?