THE DOG DAYS OF SUMMER ARE UPON US

The dog days of summer are upon us,

And so are The Dead.

Woof.

THE DEAD GAME

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SUMMERTIME

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summertime

I float in a swimming pool.

I feel relaxed and cool.

A breeze fills the air.

No one else swims near.

Two leaves drift beside me.

I turn my head to see.

Two whales grin back at me.

I’m in the big blue sea.

I jump into the pool.

I feel like a fool.

My mind played tricks on me.

I’m an author, you see.

RING THOSE BELLS

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konwalie by BaxiaArt

Bells to ring in the summer.

Tiny lights to brighten the day.

A fragrance to calm the mighty.

Soothing music for the senses.

SUMMER LIGHT

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Pier 60 | ( by Claude Allaert )

SUMMER LIGHT

I want to enjoy the summer light.

It shines on the water clear and bright.

I smell the salt water in the air

as the sea breeze ruffles my long hair.

Happiness is a day at the beach.

It is what I so dearly beseech.

A day with no worries or fears.

No bad things to bring me to tears.

THE SEARCH

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THE SEARCH

In the quiet summer night,

Light shining from a great height,

A search until morning light.

We hold firm with all our might

That we find what we’re searching for,

Before the night ends, shuts the door.

We need to find her before it’s too late.

We refuse to leave this up to mere fate.

A shout, a cry is heard in the dark.

It must be her alone in the park.

The light shines on her pretty face.

She sees us and picks up her pace.

She is crying and laughing at the same time,

A perfect ending to this story of mine.

THE DICTATES OF OLD MAN WINTER

flowersgardenlove:

The epic battle of the seasons.

Old Man Winter 

erase all signs of Fall.

Snow covers the ground.

Tree limbs hang low dripping white.

Fall holds her branches 

close to her body.

Some have already fallen.

The lone casualties of war.

The battle rages on.

Fall will have to succumb

to the dictates of Old Man Winter.

She has no choice.

She puts up a valiant battle.

She will be back after Summer

finishes heating the earth.

She bows her head.

WISHING FOR SNOW?

Why do we wish for snow

when it’s hot outside?

And when it’s cold and stormy,

we dream about the sun?

So, when you’re sitting on the beach

with the hot sun in your face,

don’t be surprised if you begin to crave snow.

A DAY AT THE BEACH

alecsgrg

Pier 60 | ( by Claude Allaert )

I want to enjoy the summer light.

It does shine on the water so bright.

Smell the salt water in the  air.

Let the sea breeze flow through my hair.

Happiness is a day at the beach.

It is what I so dearly beseech.

A day with no worries or fears.

No bad things to bring me to tears.

THE DICTATES OF OLD MAN WINTER

flowersgardenlove:

The epic battle of the seasons.

Old Man Winter 

erase all signs of Fall.

He covers the ground 

with his icy cold snow.

But Fall holds her leaves close

to her body and her heart.

Some have fallen,

lone casualties of war.

The battle rages

on the ground,

in the air,

and on the water.

Fall will have to succumb

to the dictates of Old Man Winter.

She has no choice.

She puts up a valiant battle.

She will be back after Summer

finishes heating the earth.

Farewell.

We’ll see you soon.

A DREAM

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Radiance by IsacGoulart

Rays of sunshine color my world.

In shades of yellow and green.

Palm trees wave in the breeze.

Cooling my face on this summer day.

I bathe my face in the cold water.

Water droplets let loose in the humid air.

Soon my body is floating on the water.

As it carries me downstream.

I don’t care if my clothes get wet.

I must follow my dream on this hot day.

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RING THOSE BELLS

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konwalie by BaxiaArt

Bells to ring in the summer.

Tiny lights to brighten the day.

A fragrance to calm the mighty.

Soothing music for the senses.

PINK

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Pink as far as the eye can see.

A place as perfect as can be.

A warm summer wind shakes the trees.

More pink petals on the soft breeze.