Posts tagged ‘summer’

July 18, 2018

Fields of Lavender

by Jem Croucher

We walked in fields of lavender
on the sixth day of July
On a summer evening
beneath a clear blue sky
Lordington near Chichester
high on Sussex hills
to watch the setting of the sun
A cure to cure all ills

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July 16, 2018

What the summer’s for

by Jem Croucher

There’s a lone kite surfer
out on the seas
dancing on waves
in an easterly breeze
The tide’s on the turn
and is going out now
but the sun is still strong
and warm on my brow

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July 14, 2018

Horse in the water

by Jem Croucher

Horse on the beach
with his hooves in the water
Well, why not, I thought
in this weather he oughta
‘Cos if people can paddle
then why not a horse
No reason to think of
and just right of course

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July 13, 2018

Fortunate Fellow

by Jem Croucher

There’s a little dog barking
just in the sea
the gentle waves lapping
as he runs around free
People are paddling
and all having fun
Enjoying the warmth
of the full evening sun

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July 10, 2018

Continuity

by Jem Croucher

Continues the sun
Long hours over summer days
June into July

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July 2, 2018

Little boat bobbing

by Jem Croucher

There’s a little boat bobbing
on the waves just out there
Alone in the water
its white hull a-glare
Catching the sun as
it catches the sea
Glinting like diamonds
quite brilliantly

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June 22, 2018

Summer Wars

by Renwick Berchild

The dust of Summer,
rubber, barbecue and
mT air that I beg might bring the rains, Neruda’s
gold ghost, Las Manos del Dia under an umbrella say
do I comprehend, how much it may mean
to meet a grizzled old tree
hale and green
after the many deaths
of teething Winter,
hollow poems
no justice
they cannot say,
Longfellow is out walking
my cautious light around the park.

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June 11, 2018

Life is colour

by Jem Croucher

In summer life is colour
yellows, blues and greens
Reflecting all around me
and the palettes I have seen

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June 1, 2018

Twelve Months Six

by Jem Croucher

No 11 of 12 in the Jemverse ’12 months’ series

Thursday’s child has far to go’
Something I had always known

Born of summer, summer’s child
Often wayward, always wild

My birth month June, the first today
Brings me out to dance and play

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May 31, 2018

Bumblebee

by Jem Croucher

It’s peaceful here
my special place
the bright sunshine
warm in my face

Birdsong in the
trees around
The fresh mown grass
green on the ground

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May 27, 2018

Summer Days

by Jem Croucher

On the beach at low water
watching seagulls at play
the view here at Worthing
around the wide bay
of the coastline in Sussex
bathed in a blue
reflecting the sky
is a joy to eschew

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May 26, 2018

Child of the summer

by Jem Croucher

To sit in the sunshine
now summer is here
brings me fulfilment
coupled with cheer
For this is my time
I’m at one with the sun
a child of the summer
now winter is done

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May 23, 2018

Clear Day

by Renwick Berchild

Blankets are leaving, we are all naked
as newborns, with sunglasses on our eyes.
The bluegreen day with yellow tint
is disguised as grey,
and we can’t blink
until the park is met, until our feet get wet;
it’s a savanna, and the rhododendrons
flare, and my compass knows
the way, the tide will take me out
come noon.

May 13, 2018

Colour Jumble

by Jem Croucher

Like a jumble of colour
the sunshine of May
make known its existence
as a potter with clay

Expertly crafted
the warmth that it brought
give us the summer
that we had long sought

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May 12, 2018

Sunshine followed sunshine

by Jem Croucher

Sunshine followed sunshine
May had listened well
Another day of yellow
the echo there could tell

Spring may just have passed us by
this year but in replacement
Summer’s here and early
to fill us with amazement

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May 11, 2018

Return of a friend

by Jem Croucher

And in the clouds I saw yellow
knew it was the sun
and from the warmth that I felt
knew that summer had come
And from the scent in the air
of freshly mown grass
knew my friend had returned
to stay at long last

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April 18, 2018

Going Blind In The Sunshine

by Renwick Berchild

Watch my eyes, they dip and dive, my hand over my mouth,
my chin in my shoulder, away like the cold – it’s spring. Let’s go.
The trees are shaking off their bitter time spent contemplating their
poesy to sing. Now, they begin the music, green notes illumed
lightbulbs, they’re on. Let’s head outside into the ramose sunshine.

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March 16, 2018

A ray of sun captured (and revisited)

by Jem Croucher

2 of 7 in the Jemverse ‘Beach Huts’ series

I captured the sunset
at the beach hut today
Late in the evening
with a golden display

Reflective and gorgeous
the warmth of the sun
captured right here
as the day is all done

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February 4, 2018

You can never have too much yellow (revisited)

by Jem Croucher

6 of 6 in the Jemverse ‘Yellow’ series

You can never have too much yellow
for it’s the colour of the sun
And I’d challenge you to disagree
it’s not loved by everyone

For me that’s going to be the case
for as long as I can see
For it’s synonymous with summer
Where I so love to be

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January 25, 2018

Floral

by Jem Croucher

Flowers in vases
Splashes of colour
Reminds us in winter
That sometimes it’s summer

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Photo – Jempics

January 13, 2018

Riding with Seagulls (reprise)

by Jem Croucher

4 of 6 in the Jemverse ‘Seagulls’ series

I’m riding with seagulls
down here on the beach
as they fly alongside me
just out of reach
It’s like swimming with dolphins
just as wonderful and
the only change is that
I’m still on the land

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December 21, 2017

My Old Book of Poetry & Prose.

by Bipolar Opposites

Please, feel free to help an aspiring artist, writer, poet, and musician achieve his lifelong destiny for success. Thanks in advance. Kyle T. Dibert’s Book of Poetry

December 13, 2017

Pining for summer

by Jem Croucher

So, winter has me in its grip
and won’t let go right now
Her cold and icy fingers
spider-like across my brow
Shivering, I try to smile
and brave the worst of it
But winter’s not what I’m about
and never seems to fit

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December 9, 2017

SPRING WILL RETURN

by thereluctantpoet

A DEAD SUNFLOWER

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Denuded Flowers
Remain
A Stark Witness
Of A Summer Season
Past 

As Autumn
Slips Under
Winter’s Blanket
Of Snow

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December 7, 2017

Mother Nature (4) – Rapeseed

by Jem Croucher

Celebrating nature over
seven vibrant days
Her hand of wonder covered
in seven different ways

Day four and back to yellow
and in May the fields of Rape
Amazing and spectacular
there on the landscape

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December 4, 2017

Mother Nature (1) – Lavender

by Jem Croucher

Celebrating nature over
seven vibrant days
Her hand of wonder covered
in seven different ways

And today I start with lavender
my favourite by far
Its colour and its fragrance
to which I am particular

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November 22, 2017

Hark!

by Anita Lubesh

Hark!

Stark strangers loiter to scavenge thoughts once hid;
both now bustle briskly under this fair poplar

my muse, she blows keenly to rustle up these tired
parchments – not scratched e’er since autumn

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November 2, 2017

Thinking of summer

by Jem Croucher

And around about this time of year
when winter’s settling in
The days are getting shorter
and I’ve started shivering
It’s then I think of summer
and wish that I was there
When instead of wearing jumpers
my arms and legs are bare

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