June silence, lake blue as noon.
Valley, mountains, trees and loon.
Fields full of wild purple glory,
Bright giving, Mother Earth's story.
Clouds afloat like dreams,
Lazy drifting picture scenes.
Hazy horizons, horizontal bliss.
Soul feast of earth-sky kiss.
(c) 6.11.98
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"lake blue as noon." is my favorite line. You really captured summer here for me.
ReplyDeleteThank you. One year I did a poem for each month. Then I did a poem for each season.
ReplyDeleteThis year, we have had more than normal amounts of rain and cooler weather, so not much like late spring or early summer here.