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... but when it is summer in the Northern Hemisphere it is winter in the Southern Hemisphere, and vice versa. wikipedia
... but when it is summer in the Northern Hemisphere it is winter in the Southern Hemisphere, and vice versa. wikipedia
It’s silver-frothed laughter a-drift on gold dusk
Soft-clothed in chambray of red roses and musk
A mist mantled meadow, dew-dust elixir
Of dawn dipped in diamonds when it is summer
It’s dinner aboard flora-frigates of June
Its pink morning moorings and high blue-sky noon
Where dog-days and heatwaves and green free-ways blur
And we are all neighbors when it is summer
It’s bare-feet in flip-flops, time’s sun-sparkle splash
It’s lingering on maple-drawn shadow-sash
Its cricket-choirs, camp-fires, earth-wide garden-rooms
Its Color unstoppered from flasks filled with blooms
It’s shores washed with sea-song and corridors hung
With ponds full of children and fronds jewel-strung
Its bracken-strewn hollows where bronze breezes stir
The lap-lap of hours when it is summer
© Janet Martin
How wonderful, Janet! The words and the pictures. They are three-dimensional (the pics, I mean, the words have countless dimensions!), I don't know how you do it.
ReplyDeleteI took those pictures last night when i was coming back from a bike ride; I looked back to sea a meadow bobbing with golden-haloed Awesomeness!!
Deletethank-you for reading and enjoying.
I mean 'see';-)
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