Circadian Poems

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Monday, May 08, 2006

Summer Senses

Summer Senses
By Cornelia Howe

Fresh squirt
Of green grape
Not yet wine
Fresh not fermented
Provokes laughter
Encourages seduction.

Budding trees
Growing grass
Clear skies
Air caress
Joyous rain
Beckoning stars.

Old books
Musty smells
Hidden worlds
Enticing treasures
Treehouse reads
Summer joys.

Cornelia Howe misses the summer days of youth that seemed endless. She is exploring the possibilities in poetry.


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