A pair of bright butterflies
dance in the light
on a south facing slope.
Shimmering heat haze on the fens
lazy calls of turtle doves
swifts tumbling through the sky.
Here is everlasting summer
sun-honeyed and warm
on the cusp of harvest fruitfulness.
4 comments:
Hello! This is a lovely sunny poem for a quiet summer Sunday. Thank you for visiting my blog and thus introducing me to yours. I've added it to my Bloglines list.
beautiful...
I have been reading, but have been very remiss in my conmmenting of late; once again you have painted beautiful pictures in my mind with your words.
Hi there, thanks for your comments! Thanks for adding me to your Bloglines list, Pam!
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