First XII

Concluding the Jemverse ’12 months III’ series [12 of 12]

Inevitably August time
when this month comes around
would see us looking forward
to a holiday we’d found
Somewhere hot and balmy
and usually on a ship
far across the ocean
for our destination trip

But this year it is staycation
abroad will have to wait
maybe next year in twenty-one
yes, that would be great
This year it’s way too risky
and the cruise ships are all banned
so we will stay on England’s shore
in this green, pleasant land

And if the August weather
stays kind and brings the sun
the beach will be the place to go
until each day is done
So I’m ending this long series
First of August, end of year
with hope for days of sunshine
which always bring good cheer

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Photo – Jempics

[The ’12 months III’ series, concluding today, comprises twelve poems published on the 1st of each month starting with 190901. A new year-long series starts next month with ‘Beginning I’]

My blue seat

This seat out in the garden
like my neckerchief is blue
so I’ll often come and lie here
in the sunshine as you do
It’s perfect for my little legs
to lie on and relax
quite thoughtful of my humans
to provide for little chaps

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Photo – Me (Obi Wan Kinobi) on my blue seat – Jempics

Seemed appropriate

So I laid out in the sunshine
let my thoughts just drift away
Seemed appropriate to do this
on such a lovely day

The sunshine it was warming
and it was peaceful there
quietly in my garden
to relax without a care

It bordered on subliminal
exquisite and replete
a moment shared with no one
out in the summer heat

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Photo – Jempics

An ode to summer (revisited)

10 of 10 in ‘The summer’ series from Jemverse

Momentum carries me forward
into the heat of the day
for a warmth that summer belongs to
with feeling mere words cannot say
It’s the season I always long for
Its comfort a tangible thing
Its presence to hold and cling onto
for a smile and a reason to sing

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[The Jemverse ‘The Summer’ series revisits words I’ve written over the years about the season closest to my heart. The Jempics photo chosen to accompany the series is from June 2020. ‘An ode to summer‘ was originally published on Jemverse on 29 December 2019]

Summer days (revisited)

9 of 10 in ‘The summer’ series from Jemverse

On the beach at low water
watching seagulls at play
the view here at Worthing
around the wide bay
of the coastline in Sussex
bathed in a blue
reflecting the sky
is a joy to eschew

So what better thing
than to sit and just gaze
at the sea and the water
on these summer days?

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[The Jemverse ‘The Summer’ series revisits words I’ve written over the years about the season closest to my heart. The Jempics photo chosen to accompany the series is from June 2020. ‘Summer days‘ was originally published on Jemverse on 27 May 2018]

Summer knows (revisited)

8 of 10 in ‘The summer’ series from Jemverse

Purple fields
fragrance high
sunshine bright
deep a sigh
Lavender
in perfect rows
ripe for harvest
summer knows

Healing here
in nature’s hand
growing on the
Sussex land
A little piece
of heaven here
oozing peace and
bringing cheer

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[The Jemverse ‘The Summer’ series revisits words I’ve written over the years about the season closest to my heart. The Jempics photo chosen to accompany the series is from June 2020. ‘Summer knows‘ was originally published on Jemverse on 21 July 2018]

My summertime delight (revisited)

7 of 10 in ‘The summer’ series from Jemverse

It caught me by surprise today
so bright it made me squint
when throwing wide the curtains
through the window with a glint

And later on I spied the sea
deep blue and very bright
The sun, the sky, the ocean clear
my summertime delight

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[The Jemverse ‘The Summer’ series revisits words I’ve written over the years about the season closest to my heart. The Jempics photo chosen to accompany the series is from June 2020. ‘My summertime delight‘ was originally published on Jemverse on 5 July 2016]

Catching summer (revisited)

6 of 10 in ‘The Summer’ series from Jemverse

In bright sunshine behind a wall
I took a snap and captured all
Summer caught in picture frame
The glare the warmth the sweet refrain
An echo on a silent breeze
The soft sunshine on naked knees

And whispering the meadow grass
waits for the dawning cool to pass
As here stand I admiring this
midsummer smiles with perfect bliss

I feel the sun and see the blue
from all the summers that I knew
This perfect time this purity
Encapsulated here for me

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[The Jemverse ‘The Summer’ series revisits words I’ve written over the years about the season closest to my heart. The Jempics photo chosen to accompany the series is from June 2020. ‘Catching Summer‘ was originally published on Jemverse on 16 July 2016]

Summer grin (revisited)

5 of 10 in ‘The summer’ series from Jemverse

Summertime in sunglasses
the sun comes from within
‘cos deep behind the darkness
is my special summer grin

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[The Jemverse ‘The Summer’ series revisits words I’ve written over the years about the season closest to my heart. The Jempics photo chosen to accompany the series is from June 2020. ‘Summer Grin‘ was originally published on Jemverse on 28 June 2014]

Summer (revisited)

4 of 10 in ‘The Summer’ series from Jemverse

Oaken tree tall, middle of field
Shading all from the sun’s heady yield
Shadow of evening, summer is here
Cobwebs have vanished, eyes are now clear
Long gone the cold that brought chill to the bone
Here now the sultriness smiling from home

Waxen soft thread in the new light of dawn
Shimmering there in the silvery morn
Seeing the first time Nature’s new child
Deep ‘cross the meadow and born with a smile
Hovering there o’er the blues and the golds
The treasure the wise ones have long known of old

Golden and wondrous, a soft yellow ball
Bouncing up high as the oaken tree tall
And down in the shadows a wee face appears
Smiles at the warmth as it dries up its tears
Now is the garden, the playground of these
Wild things of the meadow and resplendent trees

Hiding ‘neath dandelions in the green grass
Spy there the movement, hear, faint the laughs
As heavy out there in the grazing fields
A fire that burns bright and all that it yields
Sets fair the scene for summer’s play
Bright now the evening at the end of the day

And none of us want to say goodbye
To the cabbage white or firefly
So wane now slow this sweet refrain
As we are mesmerised again
Summer here and here to stay
Show us bright another day.

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[The Jemverse ‘The Summer’ series revisits words I’ve written over the years about the season closest to my heart. The Jempics photo chosen to accompany the series is from June 2020. ‘Summer’ was originally published on Jemverse on 6 July 2014]