Silky sigh of summer
Slips over our skin
Soft sanguine spiral
Of sun-sparkle grin
Slipping to sonnets
Of silver-spun years,
Soothing our sorrow
With sun-sweetened tears
Surging from spigots
Of gossamer gild
Sunflower echoes
Where summer once spilled
© Janet Martin
Lovely!
ReplyDeleteOh, so summery sweet and I just used the word gossamer too :)
ReplyDeleteGossamer is such a 'summery' word isn't it?
ReplyDeleteThank-you Jen:)
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