by
tylluanpenry
@ Saturday, 08. Sep, 2007 - 19:02:58
This is a poem of mine that was published six years ago, but I thought I would share it today....
The endless days of summer drift
Sweet has honey, sweet as grass,
Stealthy as cats on a summer's night,
We do not see their shadows pass.
The yawning sticky days stretch out,
Crab apples bask in ripening sun
While nectar drenched, a drunkard bee
Stumbles home, its day's work done.
And high in the celestial vault
Where heaven's a shade of shimmering blue,
Bright lacy clouds like ragged nets
Twitch and burn the whole day through.
Each day the whispered morning breaks,
Each evening sways with fragrant musk,
Each night in velvet darkened sky,
The Dog Star pierces the dusk.