Monday, July 6, 2020

Summer Light


I give a smile to Mr. Sun,
With his appearance, Winter’s done,
The light and warmth from him are spun,
As life returns to everyone.

And in his light, with joy, I bask,
Surely, this is all I ask,
To close my eyes and tip my flask,
Forget the snow and Winter tasks.

Ooh. See the sunhat I have brought,
And salves. With burns, I won’t get caught,
I’ll do the things I know I ought,
Cause Mr. Sun can be so hot!

So I am at the house herein,
Conditioned air now cools my skin,
So tell me why I wear a grin,
When Mr. Sun returns again?

Mondays do get knocked a lot,
With poetry, we all besought,
To try to make the week begin,
With gentle thoughts
Perhaps a grin?
So all of us, together, we,
Have crafted poems for you to see.
And now you’ve read what we have wrought,
Did we help? 
Or did we not . . .

Mimi

This week our Jenny gave us light,
From which we penned with all our night.
Next week, because they're awesome creatures,
We'll talk about our fav'rite teachers!

12 comments:

  1. I can feel the heat just by reading your poem, Diane. I, too, love the sun but have to be very careful as I burn quite easily. However, it is just so hard to resist sometimes, isn't it? Well captured.

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  2. I have a mixed relationship with the sun. Love it when it's dry and warm, but also love my indoor life when its not.

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  3. I'll tell you why, because we're not out there freezing our butts off with snow piling up to the roof!

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  4. I am horrible at poetry but I love reading yours! AT least I know someone with talent haha!

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  5. Love your poem. Even with these dark times, the warmth of the sun brings me happiness

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  6. Oh, I felt with you in the firs verses, here we always long for teh sun, but the Sun is never so hot my place that we ever need air conditioning, which indeed do not exist in most private houses.
    But I love your rhyming!

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  7. This the conundrum, isn't it? I like a little heat, but not too much. There are only about five days like that in a year. lol

    Favourite teacher - great topic!

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  8. Love your poem, despite not being a fan of ths sun.
    I am a big fan of light though.

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  9. I have a complex relationship with summer, I do. Love the green, but insects, too. So love growing things, so love hearing birds that sing...now you know why I'm not a poet.

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  10. Ah, summer and light and warmth. Like you, i am thrilled with the light, but not always the heat.

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  11. Love it! I commented on a picture of Central Park in the snow a friend shared the other day - "So refreshing to look at in the summertime!" - but oh, if they'd shared that in the middle of one of our muckier winters, ugh!

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