the world full of unrest
we took a working holiday
slightly tinged with stress.
We flew down to Florida
to paint a friends condo,
you'd never seen the Gulf,
I was so glad we got to go.
We started mornings sitting
on a well-shaded lanai,
sipping coffee and tea
and watching birds fly by,
Worked hard all day
for just a little rest,
evenings on partly cloudy beaches,
the sunsets were the best,
so many shades, of gold and red,
peeped through the skies of slate,
bright glory of the sun
like God had opened up a gate,
the waters myriad shades,
touched by the suns glow,
turned sea from blue-green,
to silver with just an edge of gold.
Evenings turning cooler,
just a little chill in the air,
enough to let us know
fall was really there.
Some days that week were rainy,
a soft and gentle mist,
we longed to spend a lifetime
just as content as this.
It ended and we returned
to the chaotic everyday, but
it's still a treasured memory,
that tropic holiday.
Here is the best I could do for reducing the lines. Your contest was so inspiring. Guess I'll let you DQ. Sorry again.
Flavored Tea
In autumns misty rain
Sitting here with you
Sipping from my tea
With nothing more to do
Than sit here by your side
Watching while it rains
Birds in flaming colors
Singing their refrains
Beauty at it’s purest
Love’s sweet simplicity
Holding hands with you
Sipping flavored tea.
Author notes
Quickie, best fall memory. Ooops! Sorry I just reread and realize I got a little carried away and unfortunately don't think I can reduce it. Hard work but I did come up with something. Hope you read all the way through and give a comment, at least. I'm not usually so obtuse.
A contest entry
- 'Quickie-Quickie' by Cynthia Gaines.
900 points, ended August 31, 2008, 8 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Lovely, peaceful sentiments...
"Beauty at it’s purest
Love’s sweet simplicity"
Thank you for entering our contest, and good luck!!!

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a wonderful poem full of some stunningly beautiful imagery I realy loved your poems from stanzas two-nine you have some fntastic metaphor descriptions good luck in the contest


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That was a wonderfully drawn memory.
Some days that week were rainy,
a soft and gentle mist,
we longed to spend a lifetime
just as content as this.
It ended and we returned
to the chaotic everyday, but
it's still a treasured memory,
that tropic holiday.
I've experianced these feelings myself many times, in special places that won over the heart. I know exactly what these lines are talking about.


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Well I like both poems actually! You did a good job of condensing your poem down to 12 lines. I'm going to leave it in the contest until I see what Rose of Ireland thinks.
I like the way you describe sitting drinking flavored tea with your love. Sweet memories of a time of love and nearness.
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Thank you, John...
I agreee with you - this is a beautiful poem, and the second, shorter poem here will be fine. Thank you for your help in judging this contest!!!
Peace, Cyn
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