July is the distilled lake
where reflections of green pixelate
in watercolored mirage;
sky looms large
Cypress trees
unruffled by breeze
compose the serene heart.
Night heron and me
hide in a corner of the scene
on bended knee
Grateful, welcoming
this tender time
of gold, lavender
and orange clime.
A contest entry
- Summer Vacations by guardianhost.
550 points, ended July 14, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Captures the essence of Summer
Well done- a very enjoyable read. Filled with imagery, excellent. Thank you for entering my contest. All the Best to you,
Sincerely,
Cheryl
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