Summer-sweep

With the last week of July underway

summer's swift sweep/leap is becoming increasingly tangible...

Wild grapevine climbs the fence

Bliss is a tendril caught...

Where summer brims with poetry

Like a fruit-laden plate...

The beach at dusk is grand

A speechless 'my-oh-my'

A wild, wind-wave-tossed wonderland

Of sand and sea and sky...

Wild grapevine climbs the fence

Bliss is a tendril caught

On the barbwire of consequence

Threading freedom of thought

Thought wanders, fancy free

So much to contemplate

Where summer brims with poetry

Like a fruit-laden plate

The fruit of toil is sweet

Cherry, blueberry, peach

Afternoon rolls across bare feet

Like waves across a beach

The beach at dusk is grand

A speechless 'my-oh-my'

A wild, wind-wave-tossed wonderland

Of sand and sea and sky

The sky is its own world

A burgeoning buffet

Glory's declaration unfurled

In blue-blush-swirled, mauve-gray

In ripe yellow and red

Earth echoes heaven's hymn

To overflow the garden bed

As seed and bud-berths brim

...with fresh five-star cuisine

Veggie charcuterie

Hollyhock bistros, pink and green

Beckon to honeybee

...as cricket-balladeers

Kindle tugs, bittersweet

Because we know what disappears

With each rippled tweet-tweet

Sunshine steeps soul and skin

Gold seeps into each pore

Where happiness cannot begin

To tally Delight’s score

While heights of summer pale

Like petals, bright but brief

While flower laden frigates sail

Where death is always chief

...while milestones beck and blur

Sun-sparkles on life's sea

To catch our breath before summer

Becomes a memory

...let's savour without guilt

Without apology

An afternoon spread on a quilt

Beneath a picnic-tree

© Janet Martin

...with fresh five-star cuisine

Veggie charcuterie...

Hollyhock bistros, pink and green

Beckon to honeybee...