Poem: Oh, Edna

Poem created in response to Poetic Bloomings’ “An Entertaining Summer” Poem-A-Day event

Day 17, July 17th

Prompt: Quoting Writers and Poets in Summer

Oh, Edna

Why would one want
to be all seasons?
Winter is cold and stark
with people cowering
indoors with fires blazing.
Autumn, brilliantly coloured,
is the twilight of the seasons,
the nearing of hibernation
and death.
Spring, the rebirth,
is young and new,
but frought with rainy days
blown all a-twitter.
Summer is sultry and mature,
fully blossomed,
with long days
and hot nights.
So, why should I want you
to be all seasons
when summer is so perfect?

 

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Poems: Summer Child & Spanish Camp

Poem created in response to Poetic Bloomings’ “An Entertaining Summer” Poem-A-Day event

Day 12, July 12th

Prompt: Still Quoting Summer

(form: lune)

Summer Child

Regardless of age
Inner child
Finds joy come summer

 

(form: shadorma)

Spanish Camp

Such a nerd
Spanish summer camp
Learning words
New feelings
A week with my first real crush
Both languages failed

 

Poem: I wish we never had to leave the beach

Poem created in response to Poetic Bloomings’ “An Entertaining Summer” Poem-A-Day event

Day 11, July 11th

Prompt: Language of Summer

(form: villanelle)

I wish we never had to leave the beach

Hear the children play while the seagulls screech
in joy at the kid-dropped feast they will reap.
I wish we never had to leave the beach.

The dog days of summer turn my hair bleach-
blonde –like a care free salon on the cheap.
Hear the children play while the seagulls screech.

Listen to the waves at the seashore each
night. Their gentle crashing helps me to sleep.
I wish we never had to leave the beach.

Spending days surfing, attempting to teach
young ones to catch a wave makes my heart leap.
Hear the children play while the seagulls screech.

Summer nights under the stars I beseech,
“Take my heart, my love, forever to keep.”
I wish we never had to leave the beach.

Warm, sandy lovers, kissed by the sun, reach
for each other’s hands, hoping time will creep.
Hear the children play while the seagulls screech.
I wish we never had to leave the beach.

*I’m not completely happy with this one. I think I tried to force too many of the prompt’s phrases into it and it throws the rhythm off in a few places.  I did manage to get the rhyme scheme correct, though.

Poem: Summer Solstice

Poem created in response to Poetic Bloomings’ “An Entertaining Summer” Poem-A-Day event

Day 10, July 10th

Prompt: Moonlight, Summer Moonlight

(form:  cinquain)

Summer Solstice

singing
leaping, twirling
laughing, weeping, loving
in euphoric summer welcome
moondance

 

 

Poem: Clouding Over

Poem created in response to Poetic Bloomings’ “An Entertaining Summer” Poem-A-Day event

Day 9, July 9th

Prompt: Summer Clouds

(form:  haiku)

Clouding Over

gazing Heavenward
seeking small refuge, answers
dark clouds on my lung

 

Poem: That Summer in…Rome?

Poem created in response to Poetic Bloomings’ “An Entertaining Summer” Poem-A-Day event

Day 8, July 8th

Prompt: That Summer in _____

(form:  nonet)

That Summer in…Rome?

Ah, recall the grand old days of yore…
That last summer we spent in Rome,
seduced by our own power.
Idle days, drunken nights.
Vainly ignoring
civil discord,
moral strife.
We cared…
Not.

Poem: Fallen Summer Rain

Poem created in response to Poetic Bloomings’ “An Entertaining Summer” Poem-A-Day event

Day 7, July 7th

Prompt: Summer Rain

(form:  shadorma)

Fallen Summer Rain

one lone drop
tracking down your cheek
painted lips
smile, unsmeared
gracefully saying goodbye
fallen summer rain

Poem: A Stormy Affair

Poem created in response to Poetic Bloomings’ “An Entertaining Summer” Poem-A-Day event

Day 6, July 6th

Prompt: And I Quote Again

(form:  Triolet)

A Stormy Affair

The shock and awe of flash and boom
bring on a spirited deluge.
As thunder rolls, summer storms bloom
the shock and awe of flash and boom.
Emotions race, soon harsh words zoom.
Unlike the storm, there’s no refuge
when shock and awe of flash and boom
bring a dispirited deluge.

Poem: A Beginning

Poem created in response to Poetic Bloomings’ “An Entertaining Summer” Poem-A-Day event

Day 5, July 5th

Prompt: You Begin

(form:  Triolet)

A Beginning

This is not the beginning of me,
but it is a beginning.
Just as seasons come and go, you see,
this is not the beginning of me.
Each summer, a new time to be free.
Winds blow, suns rise, time’s a-spinning
This is not the beginning of me,
but it is one more beginning.

Poem: Spring and Fall: A Kid’s Fib

Poem created in response to Poetic Bloomings’ “An Entertaining Summer” Poem-A-Day event

Day 4, July 4th

Prompt: And I Quote Summer

(form:  Fibonacci)

Spring and Fall: A Kid’s Fib

Such
joy!
Springing
out the door
into summer days.
The sun and fun never ended…
’til too soon we were
falling back
into
school
desks.