August 1, 2011
From the Tempest ~ William Shakespeare
Where the bee sucks, there suck I:
In a cowslip bell I lie;
There I crouch, when owls do cry:
On the bat’s back I do fly
After summer merrily.
Merrily, merrily, shall I live now,
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough!
July 18, 2011
Walks along the beach
picking up seashells
poking up from the
Sounds of the ocean
inspiring & calming
filling my senses,
Seagulls filling the air
with their loud shrieks,
never wanting the day to end.
July 11, 2011
Shall I Compare Thee to a Summer’s Day? By William Shakespeare
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date;
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm’d:
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wand’rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st;
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
July 4, 2011
In my quest for ‘summery’ poems to post for the month of July, I found this interesting poem that made me put on my thinking cap. Tell me what you think. ‘On Change of Weathers’ by Francis Quarles
And were it for thy profit, to obtain
All sunshine? No vicissitude of rain?
Think’st thou that thy laborious plough requires
Not winter frosts as well as summer fires?
There must be both:sometimes these hearts of ours
Must have the sweet, the seasonable showers
Of tears; sometimes the frost of chill despair
Makes our desired sunshine seem more fair;
Weathers that most oppose the flesh and blood
Are such as help to make our harvest good.
We may not choose, great God;it is thy task;
We know not what to have, nor how to ask.
June 30, 2011
I love summer ~ it’s my favorite time of year! In honor of summer, I’ll be posting ‘summery’ poems the month of July. Might even try my hand at writing one myself! I chose this poem by Emily Dickinson, called ‘Summer Shower’ because we recently had some rain here on the Central Coast of California in June ~ something that very rarely happens. Anyway, enjoy!
A drop fell on the apple tree,
Another on the roof;
A half a dozen kissed the eaves,
And made the gables laugh.
A few went out to help the brook,
That went to help the sea.
Myself conjectured, were they pearls,
What necklaces could be!
The dust replaced in hoisted roads,
The birds jocoser sung;
The sunshine threw his hat away,
The orchards spangles hung.
The breezes brought dejected lutes,
And bathed them in the glee;
The East put out a single flag,
And signed the fete away.
June 8, 2011
Tears, they flow
over the past: it hurts.
The future, well,
How do I let it all go?
And trust the Lord with
the broken parts of my soul?
So much I don’t understand.
Hard to keep on trusting
when life makes little sense and
dreams are broken into little pieces
right before my eyes.
Help me, Lord, to let you be God
over every part of my life ~
the good and the bad,
the calm and the storm,
and every piece of the puzzle
of my life.
May 24, 2011
One evening, as I relaxed on the deck
I happened to glance to the left of me
and there – right before my eyes
a star tumbled across the sky
leaving a streak in its path
like contrails from an airplane.
I stared in wonder
at this precious treasure
a memory to tuck away.
It was over so fast
that at first I wondered if it had truly happened
but, I knew, of course, that it had
and I marveled
at God’s awesome creation
and praised Him for this gift.