Here's to Summer

Gentle yet vivid

Waves of realization

Split the blue-gold tinted day

As summer drifts

Though umber limbs

Away, away

Fix me a Long Island iced tea

With an extra slice of lime

I sense an insidious mock in the breeze

It rattles the tinny wind-chime

Gentle, yet vivid

Autumn’s preludes

Tremble upon the tip

Of summer’s hour

Softly dwindling

In Time’s bravest grip

Fix me another Long Island iced tea

We’ll toast the summer-time

Thank-you waiter for making it three

Just in the nick of lime

Janet Martin~

Sunday Whirl