If you guess
the reason why I stay awake
until the wee hours
and my mind's a mess
is that I've been missing the lake
where Athena used to play
on this stifling summer night,
I might say yes,...
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If you guess
the reason why I stay awake
until the wee hours
and my mind's a mess
is that I've been missing the lake
where Athena used to play
on this stifling summer night,
I might say yes,...
Thanks, Tailor, for dropping by and the happy smiley.
Much to my surprise
and delight,
the breeze is so cool and refreshing
on this summer night.
If, in the beginning,
I hadn't taken a stroll in the woods,
how could I know
the trees are humming...
Thanks, Tailor, for dropping by again and the kind comments.
If you hadn't forgot to wear a smile
and bloom like a yellow bell,
I wouldn't have been under this dry spell.
Here comes a thundershower pouring
cats and dogs of rain
on this lazy summer...
Isn't it funny
that I'm not longing for a thundershower
but thinking of you
in this sultry summer?
I guess
you've been eloping with the mayflower
and disappearing without a trace.
Where could...
As long as you keep winding
and serenading
like a graceful woman,
I don't mind,
in the long run,
whether you throw yourself
into the arms of an inland sea
or an immense ocean.
If living...
Thanks, Tony, for dropping by and the kind words. But what are the moods in these poems? Could you be more specific so that I can know my strong points and keep on writing more?
It's so cool and refreshing
in the early morning
in mid summer,
and my mind's perfectly sober,
so I sit still in the shade,
trying to meditate
about the meaning of this journey.
Frustratingly,...
Thanks, Tailor, for reading and the been there feedback.
Supposing
penning a poem without inspiration
is like crafting an artificial carnation,
emitting no sweet fragrance,
I'd rush to a plain and listen to the rain
rather than rack my brain
trying...
Thanks, Tailor, for your kindness and time as usual.
When a little stream's gurgling or rippling
over rocks and stones,
that's the music I love best.
When it's meandering
through the woods or meadows,
that's the scenery I appreciate best.
But...
Rusty Lamppost
It's already late June
and I didn't remember
that water lilies are now in full swing
until running upon a pond of summer glamour.
While young girls
are all dressing...
Thanks, Tailor, for reading and the encouraging comment.
Thanks, Danik, for the crystal clear feedback.
Thanks, Danik, for your feedback, but why did you think it's charming? Which part is charming?
The early summer morning's bright,
and the vibe of a mini park's right,
so I gaze amorously
at a pink daisy nearby.
Regrettably,
she turns her goo-goo eyes
towards the nonchalant sunlight
in...
Thanks, Tailor, for dropping by and the positive comment. Much appreciated.
Let's call it a night,
but that doesn't seem right.
After devouring numerous grilled clams,
white shrimps, oysters and ice creams
at a grill house for hours,
I still can't conjure up a ravishing...
Thanks, Tailor, for dropping by and the kind comment.
Thanks, Danik, for reading and the beautiful feedback.
It's already late June
and I didn't remember
that water lilies are now in full swing
until running upon a pond of summer glamour.
While young girls
are all dressing themselves up in tune
with...
Since
I'm just a small blade of grass,
I humbly pray
if only there's a dewdrop
caressing my face
when I wake up in the early morning
every day.
I'm not a sea otter,
therefore,
a lavish...
Thanks, Tailor, for your kind comment.
Isn't it refreshing
to stare at a leaf budding
in the season of seeding?
Why must it turn to a rusty leaf,
come the season of grief?
I have this sudden impulse
to go to a pond of water lilies ...