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Summer

When autumn's gone and winter's cold is past,
And gentle springtime rains no longer seen.
When sunshine's bright and days are hot at last,
And grass turns brown that yesterday was green.
When morning's light comes early in the day,
And dews no longer greet the rising sun.
When evening's shadows deign to stay away,
And dusky sunsets glow in red and dun.
When boats cross to and fro on lake and pond,
And cheering goes with sound of bat on ball.
When marshes fill with duck and loon and swan,
And light'ning with its thunder does enthrall.
Be sure that summer's here with all its ploys,
With humid heat and light bedazzled joys.

Author notes

This is a piece for all who like the summer.  Hope you enjoy it.  And the sonnet is a fascinating place to practice your craft.  Any and all comments and criticisms, as usual, are welcome
Written March 4th, 2004

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  • Candy6
    April 28, 2007

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    good job on your summer poem. i wrote my poem
    "A Summer Day", it similiar format has the poet, Mary Oliver. Mary Oliver's book are sold in stores.

  • SummerKissed
    August 30, 2006
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    Well it is only fitting for me to comment on this one! This sonnet makes me want summer 12 months a year. Cheering goes with sound of bat and ball is a fun line. ummm love baseball, boats and sun.

  • xxchildhoodkissxx
    August 2, 2005
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    I didn't like this one as much as your other poems it seems like you were slacking off a bit. I know you can do much better... I'm not going to critique this piece I suggest you just pull ideas from it to make other sonnets/poems better.
    .Amanda.


  • g r e y i s m
    April 18, 2004
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    Excellent job with this...I would love the summer if it weren't for the humidity and if it was a bit more mild here. I just hate getting hot for I feel I'll explode!

    Lea


  • Jobob
    March 9, 2004
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    Just great.

    This is a fantastic poem. It's not the summer I know, but it paints a vivid picture of a foreign summer, and I love the way you've utilised thelast two lines so effectively to round off the poem. Great imagery, great form and perfect structure!

    Ahh, it's so good to see a well-written sonnet!


  • silverael
    March 4, 2004
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    Thank you for entering.. This is going to be a difficult choice


  • kirbysman Moderators member
    March 4, 2004
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    This is one where I was trying to be more artist than craftsman, not always an easy task for me, and, in cases of question, allowed the picture I was trying to paint be the driver, thus the forced rhymes in a couple of places.

    The line in question - just trying to say that springtimes rains had slipped off the scene of life and summer was moving in. I'll look at it again for a little clearer image. Paul


  • Gatlianne
    March 4, 2004
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    I liked this for the most part. Good flow and good rhyme except for a few spots of forced rhyming. I don't understand this line however:

    "And springtime's rains have slipped from on the scene."

    from on the scene?

    M


  • Darianna
    March 3, 2004
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    grins, i saw this contest and thought on entering...but shyed away from it. This had beautiful imagery in it, and it certainly warmed my cockles! I especially smiled at the line:

    And grass turns brown that yesterday was green.

    Wonderful contrast there! HUGS! Thankyou for directing me here! This poem surely has the easy going feel of summer to it! Dari x

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