I took my own advice today
Taking my tea (or coffee) into the garden
and hardening my heart against never ending work..for a little😉
...until I saw buggy, blighty blooms that needed to be treated.
Oh well! It takes more than that to dampen the delights of August!!
Ah, sun-sweet, spicy scents stir senses; flower-founts
spill thrills unchecked
Cricket crescendo commences; vibrato stubble-bedecked
Darling hazy days of summer loll beneath cicada’s
drone
While we soak in heat-wavy ripples before gales chill
to the bone
How satisfying is the underlying blend of dewy dust
It rouses in the poet’s pen an untamed yen of wonder-lust
While peaches drip and moments slip like diamonds dipped
in Commonplace
And we just want to wander longer down lanes lost in
Queen Ann’s lace
Oh wow, my, how Now's tug-of-heartstrings gets tangled in
hollyhocks
Chicory, zinnia, sunflowers, lavender, dahlias and phlox
For summer’s flower-clock is ticking, stripping petals,
purple, pink
Vexing visions of Expectation with Soft Echoes Snared in Ink
Then, drink in the delightful draught of laughter’s
August afternoon
Let satisfaction drizzle daydreams like honey from
blue-sky spoon
And put off for a winter’s while what summer’s sweep cannot
afford
Lounge on a float of green-grass isle where living is
its own reward
Be not dismayed at time not stayed by wishful thinking’s drawn-out
sigh
Soon August will follow the fading footsteps of
blink-wink-July
But take your tea into the garden; harden your heart
against work
(Now and then) to hear elves giggle or find fronds where
fairies lurk
August amour, you sure do steal the summer heart with
rise and fall
Of heavens hugging horizons steeped in arrangements, estival
As we savour your ample samples slo-o-owly lest, alas, we missed
What plunked like plump plums into a mist-basket woven
wisp by wisp
© Janet Martin
