When I needed help with a word, idea or line
I just walked outside and let June have her say...
Weaves frothed stars of wind-strummed lilac into fragrant lullaby
Leaves ladders of love and longing propped against
cerulean sky
Wakes the whisper in the willow; paints the world with poetry
Breaks the bud that floods the woodland with leaf-minstrel’s
melody
Teases tassels tossed against the fence where twilight
shadows sigh
Eases nature’s adolescence toward bold bloom of July
Ladles from celestial caldrons, sweet-as-honey sunny noon
Cradles candy-tuft and cosmos in its pockets; darling June
Steeps the earth in mirth of blossom, scatters
petal-tatters wild
Keeps the heart of seasoned lovers in tune with their
inner child
Stirs the song that long lay dormant as the seed in snowy
nook
Blurs the chuckle of the orchard with the chortle of the
brook
Lures the bee back to the bell-shaped bistro brimming
with sweet tea
Cures the blues of middle winter with the pinks of peony
Fixes fickle maladies with elixir of fresh-mown hay
Tickles noses with the dust we kick up as we shout hooray
Tips the palette of an Artist that all others imitate
Slips lobelia-lupine-loosestrife through the grass-embellished
gate
Rouses reds, yellows and purples to enhance the common
dune
Bows our heads in humble worship to the God who grants us
June
© Janet Martin
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