and so ends July’s ‘summery’ poems…

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!


Summer!

July 18, 2011

Summer means:

Walks along the beach

picking up seashells

poking up from the

warm sand,

Sounds of the ocean

inspiring & calming

filling my senses,

Seagulls filling the air

with their loud shrieks,

Barefoot children

building sandcastles

never wanting the day to end.


Another ‘summery’ poem!

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.

 


Kind of a ‘summery’ poem…

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.


Ahhh, summer!

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.


BROKEN PARTS

June 8, 2011

Tears, they flow

over the past: it hurts.

The future, well,

who knows?

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.


Falling Star

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.


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