Saturday, July 06, 2013

Post June Declaration



Fireflies ride their tilt-o-whirl

Round and round the yard they swirl

Ghost dog clatters in his kennel, tail all thump and claws all rattle.

He's not there; I know he's gone

But I hear him still when night comes down.

Lightning flash and fireworks crash

Gardens bloom across the sky

And crickets sing, "Hey, it's July.

June is gone, let's say goodbye"

5 comments:

Cathy Monroe said...

Very nice.

lisa said...

Nicely said!

A. Montgomery said...

Your father and I agree we have one very talented daughter! Love your poetry. But then, your life is poetry, it just doesn't always rhyme.
Love Mom and Dad

Cathy said...

A poet's heart distills in a few lines . . a season, a lost friend, a lifetime of observation.
And they can break your heart a little - even as they delight the mind's eye.

Well done.

threecollie said...

Cathy M, thank you so much.

Lisa, thanks!

Mom, thank you. Coming from you it mean a lot. Love you!

Cathy,thanks, one of my favorite things is when the words just pop right up, no need for thinking about it, just bam. Fun