Monday, August 9

The Poetry Bus

I hope that I'm still in time to get on this week. I've gone for the summer memories and feelings.


Messina

They walk in pairs
       along the edge
      And diamonds sparkle
 in the blue.
              While thin winged swallows
  race across
                  the early moon.
   And scream for joy.

7 comments:

  1. A gorgeously compact gem, truly poetic!

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  2. Lovely evocation of a summer's day.

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  3. So simply but beautifully evocative
    thanks for sharing
    martine

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  4. This evokes the few times I’ve been by the ocean – peaceful & raucous & lovely.

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  5. It is such a sweet summer memory!:)
    Liked it so much!

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  6. This is lovely Gerry, a perfect summer's day memory

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  7. You have swallows on the beach; we hear seagulls along the Connecticut shore. I love to imagine what their screeches really mean. Thank you for this summer treat!

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