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Saturday, June 11, 2022

Dear June (A Love Poem/ Song)

You are altogether beautiful, my darling; there is no flaw in you.
Song of Solomon 4:7


I LOVE every season but I confess
I love winter mostly because of how it sweetens the dream-to-reality of Juneđź’–


My new middle-age passion is camp-fire cooking
inspired in large part by these enchanting videos on Country Life Vlog

Wow! We are already over one third through June's joy-opportunities!

June rambles through primed rosebuds with a raindrop song and dance

It ambles along laneways lighting purple wild-phlox lamps...


Green halos garnish arbors...


 and blue heavens crown each hill...


And from a vault of meadowland wildflower-jewels spill...

June dots the countryside with cattle herds...


... and flocks of sheep



June rambles through primed rosebuds with a raindrop song and dance
It ambles along laneways lighting purple wild-phlox lamps
Green halos garnish arbors and blue heavens crown each hill
And from a vault of meadowland wildflower-jewels spill

June rushes like a river made of beauty to behold
Of mesmerizing backdrops as dusk lingers, pink and gold
Of brooks luring bare feet, of dreamers drawn to dredge the deeps
Of darling nooks in curves and crooks of panoramic sweeps

Of temptation to trespass in a field of buttercups
Of peering into posy-bistros while bumble-bee sups
Of loitering in the fine company of flowers, oh
And forgetting just what it was that once we wished for so

June shimmers like a lily full of dew and morning sun
Gazillion diamond-glitters frilling fronds daintily spun
The willow is a minstrel and the chestnut tree a queen
At dusk translucent tinsel shines where dandel’ns had been

June rolls its verdant avenues out to banks, ethereal
The orchard sheds blush tutus for ranks more imperial
Cumulus masterpieces exhibit a grand buffet
Where beauty needs no thesis to prove perfect disarray

Where branches burgeon with gilt notes of noon-day lullabies
Where nature’s inkless lyrics lilt and float in leafy sighs
Where you are altogether beautiful in every way
Dear June, I thank thy Maker for thy loveliness today

June ushers in the season kissed by winter’s darling dreams
Where joy and happiness exist in sync, where gladness streams
Where everywhere one looks, one feels unworthy of it all
Pretty petal percussion peals from belfries one stem tall

June dots the countryside with cattle herds and flocks of sheep
The bard in all of us is stirred by what no one can keep
The die of destiny is cast; past woos new memories
Where June always fades far too fast; daisies bob in the breeze

© Janet Martin


June rolls its verdant avenues out to banks, ethereal


The orchard sheds blush tutus for ranks more imperial


Cumulus masterpieces exhibit a grand buffet
Where beauty needs no thesis to prove perfect disarray



Pretty petal percussion peals from belfries one stem tall...


June rushes like a river made of beauty to behold
Of mesmerizing backdrops as dusk lingers, pink and gold






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