Lune Day 21

At Kat Myrman‘s suggestion,along with Jane Dougherty, I’m trying out the Lune form this month. The Lune is a three line poem, either 5/3/5 syllables or 3/5/3 words.

Little shards of glass

Cut my heart

Tears burn hot like fire

Welcome Summer

Happy Summer Solstice

Summer finally is here

Banish untrusted spring

Shed your vest without fear

Summer colours brightly zing.

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Who is this hiding in the dell, flowers in her golden hair slowly awaking. It is Susie preparing her summer spell.

Gently the evening light on her shoulders falls as her sister Silver gently calls. It is time for her to wake and her fabulous changes to make.

She is Silver’s older sister, she is summer and she awakes as Silver leaves , though not before Susie has kissed her.

As she stretches she sends a warming breeze among the the trees. Taking off the last of the blossom from the branches so the leaves and fruit can have their day.She sings her gentle song inviting the beasts of the fields to come out and play.

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Now she really is awake and her presence she asserts , the women working in the fields bare their legs and lift their skirts. She warms up the deep blue sea and on the golden beaches children dance and play and run free.

She has laughter in her eyes as she paints blue her summer skies. She loves ice cream and BBQs and lemon barley no wonder at the end of her reign she has gained a pound or two!!

Beautiful Butterflies

She stays up late and she is early to rise and she spends hours painting butterflies. She has a pallet bright and new with gentle bush strokes she uses every hue. The fields are full of colours, yellow rape and poppy red , lilac flowers pansies too there are so many for you to view.

She can be moody don’t be fooled she will throw a storm at you . Then in flash she makes the sun return and all the wet with heat she will burn, leaving everything fresh and clean and smelling so sweet with diamond silver droplets the best you have ever seen.

Her sun sets are the best they tie you to the ground and draw your eyes west. And her sun rises are full of surprises golden warm lighting up the skies of glorious blue. When at night the skies are red Susie suggests a picnic she is good at getting in your head

Dancing in and out of the trees and flowers Susie leads her bees for hours.She lets them stop to collect from the lavender to make the best honey when it is fresh it tastes so good it is worth more than money. OH! we love her special treats soft grass to sit, strawberries and cream to eat and bubbly singing streams in which to dip your feet.

Dance Summer Susie dance stay as long as you can take a chance. We love your sisters truth to say but you have the longest and the warmest days. Yet I really have to say thank you Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter too , you all have your job to do. ……..

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