Summer by Top Critiquers Poems
#summer
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
25th Dec 2024 5:47am
25th Dec 2024 5:47am
drifting (my favorite season)
how these
seasons
drifting,
each tied
but break
apart,
i glimpse
asking
towards
what
remains
unfolding,
i'm halted
when each
season's
beauty
complicates
choosing.
seasons
drifting,
each tied
but break
apart,
i glimpse
asking
towards
what
remains
unfolding,
i'm halted
when each
season's
beauty
complicates
choosing.
#fall
#inspirational
#spring
#summer
#winter
57 reads
8 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
15th Mar 2024 2:36pm
15th Mar 2024 2:36pm
No compositions by Vivaldi
I was born in the twilight of centuries,
when the sun, tired from its journey,
sinks into the golden horizon
and the moon emerges shy and silvery.
O nature, wise and ancient,
you owe me the sighs of the trees,
and the murmur of the dancing brook.
The scents of wild flowers.
You owe me the whisper of the wind
that caresses the leaves and hair.
And the embrace of the ground, firm and welcoming,
that supports my uncertain steps.
You owe me the birdsong,
echoing valleys and mountains
and the silence of the...
when the sun, tired from its journey,
sinks into the golden horizon
and the moon emerges shy and silvery.
O nature, wise and ancient,
you owe me the sighs of the trees,
and the murmur of the dancing brook.
The scents of wild flowers.
You owe me the whisper of the wind
that caresses the leaves and hair.
And the embrace of the ground, firm and welcoming,
that supports my uncertain steps.
You owe me the birdsong,
echoing valleys and mountains
and the silence of the...
#summer
#winter
#fall
#spring
#music
131 reads
4 Comments
Styxian
Poem Published
6th Sep 2024 00:58am
6th Sep 2024 00:58am
Visions Of September
It is the Autumn, of your eyes
I see them clear, I know them wise...
On Spring's green hill, we danced amongst pine
sprouting up and about, in pure sunshine
We spun our arms, we held on fast
impatient feet slipping, on dew-dipped grass
We fell together, two lovers too young
to love anything more, than having fun
We chewed on weeds and stared at the sky
layed amongst creatures too small to try
To see for themselves what all we've seen
a sun that wakens us, to the awe of Spring
...
I see them clear, I know them wise...
On Spring's green hill, we danced amongst pine
sprouting up and about, in pure sunshine
We spun our arms, we held on fast
impatient feet slipping, on dew-dipped grass
We fell together, two lovers too young
to love anything more, than having fun
We chewed on weeds and stared at the sky
layed amongst creatures too small to try
To see for themselves what all we've seen
a sun that wakens us, to the awe of Spring
...
#fall
#spring
#summer #winter
#summer #winter
270 reads
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2022 1:40am
3rd Jun 2022 1:40am
Mounds
#lust
#erotic
#summer #dirty
#summer #dirty
324 reads
0 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
1st Aug 2023 5:31pm
1st Aug 2023 5:31pm
Skechers for Scorpions
Yesterday, I almost stepped on a scorpion.
In sandals.
I wore the sandals,
not the scorpion
But perhaps I wasn't alone.
For had I stopped to observe very, very carefully,
there is the slightest possibility
that I might have seen
eight tiny stylish summer shoes.
In sandals.
I wore the sandals,
not the scorpion
But perhaps I wasn't alone.
For had I stopped to observe very, very carefully,
there is the slightest possibility
that I might have seen
eight tiny stylish summer shoes.
#animals
#summer
#funny #MyInspiration
#funny #MyInspiration
278 reads
6 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
7th Jun 2024 3:44am
7th Jun 2024 3:44am
Stepping Into Cinderella’s Slippers (Summer)
Infusing the need in me to want to explore, to conquer
You taste the purest essence of me
I palate your wants, covet your desires, feather stroke your yearns
Inscribe your lust found deep in the core of me
Oh God…it’s so sensual
Two butterflies’ dancing within the midst of the wind
Giving life anew of unified hearts, joyous of self, its rebirth
Love sailing upon a soft breeze
Enlightening souls seeking beautiful whispers in the dark
Breath to breath
Searching for the essential of his intellect
Beautiful minds spiraling ...
You taste the purest essence of me
I palate your wants, covet your desires, feather stroke your yearns
Inscribe your lust found deep in the core of me
Oh God…it’s so sensual
Two butterflies’ dancing within the midst of the wind
Giving life anew of unified hearts, joyous of self, its rebirth
Love sailing upon a soft breeze
Enlightening souls seeking beautiful whispers in the dark
Breath to breath
Searching for the essential of his intellect
Beautiful minds spiraling ...
#love
#sensual
#flowers
#seductive
#summer
421 reads
12 Comments
Naajir
Poem Published
18th Jul 2019 9:08am
18th Jul 2019 9:08am
Jonesin'
....so where was i?
ahhh yeah
i was in a juke joint
Miles away from the city blues
smokin her ether rolled up in a tight joint
takin puffs of my favorite heroin{e}
cuz she be that dope...
that he's gotta have it..pure...un-cut..
never stepped on
got me filled with graffiti sentiments
on some 1983 wild-style
type shit...mind wandering...
wondering 'bout girl 6
ridin dolo on the 6 train
walkin 'round Soho in a sundress...
enjoying the summer breeze
panty-less...of course
easy access..if granted
low...
ahhh yeah
i was in a juke joint
Miles away from the city blues
smokin her ether rolled up in a tight joint
takin puffs of my favorite heroin{e}
cuz she be that dope...
that he's gotta have it..pure...un-cut..
never stepped on
got me filled with graffiti sentiments
on some 1983 wild-style
type shit...mind wandering...
wondering 'bout girl 6
ridin dolo on the 6 train
walkin 'round Soho in a sundress...
enjoying the summer breeze
panty-less...of course
easy access..if granted
low...
#summer
#drugs
#memories #crush
#memories #crush
469 reads
3 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
19th Jul 2023 00:07am
19th Jul 2023 00:07am
Same As Last Year
The green yella's in the heat
Wilts
Leaves droop in the swelter
The shade's hot
The sunlight's hotter
Not enough breeze
To even stir the leaves
It's said, "Only mad dogs and Englishmen
Go out in the heat of the midday sun"
Southerners take the beat down too
Dog days
Red necks
And farmer's tans
The black top sizzles
Red clay dust
Powders washed out gray asphalt
Need rain
Temps dancing near 100 for days
Say it might drop to 88
And give us a break ...
Wilts
Leaves droop in the swelter
The shade's hot
The sunlight's hotter
Not enough breeze
To even stir the leaves
It's said, "Only mad dogs and Englishmen
Go out in the heat of the midday sun"
Southerners take the beat down too
Dog days
Red necks
And farmer's tans
The black top sizzles
Red clay dust
Powders washed out gray asphalt
Need rain
Temps dancing near 100 for days
Say it might drop to 88
And give us a break ...
#summer
158 reads
2 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2016 1:49am
22nd Jan 2016 1:49am
Sunsoaked
Tag-along girls on a man’s day of leisure
Never seemed strange at the time
We relished the freedom of a day in the sun
Running, long grass whipping our legs
and mud in our toes
Your Dad’s airplanes whizzing above in the clear air
competing with the sound of cicadas
The river was wide and ours to explore
In retrospect I think
your Mom must have enjoyed the quiet we left her with
The opportunity to brace herself
for all the frogs we would bring home
Never seemed strange at the time
We relished the freedom of a day in the sun
Running, long grass whipping our legs
and mud in our toes
Your Dad’s airplanes whizzing above in the clear air
competing with the sound of cicadas
The river was wide and ours to explore
In retrospect I think
your Mom must have enjoyed the quiet we left her with
The opportunity to brace herself
for all the frogs we would bring home
#BestFriend
#summer
785 reads
11 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
8th Dec 2024 11:34am
8th Dec 2024 11:34am
Wise Moments In The Wild
Around The Future
i spent the morning on the mountain, roaming like a drifter searching a new way
to chase away my stress, and spill out the bitter spleen in my heart, striding along,
passing every stone, climbing each rock, hearing every bird sending his complains, filling the dead void with a thousand sighs..
The pine forest lies quite on the steep rocky plain, anchored firmly to a childhood earth,
as some joyous robins and goldfinch broke my thoughts with a twitter and a gentle birdie scream,
Seemingly, Spring has sped some happy harbingers...
i spent the morning on the mountain, roaming like a drifter searching a new way
to chase away my stress, and spill out the bitter spleen in my heart, striding along,
passing every stone, climbing each rock, hearing every bird sending his complains, filling the dead void with a thousand sighs..
The pine forest lies quite on the steep rocky plain, anchored firmly to a childhood earth,
as some joyous robins and goldfinch broke my thoughts with a twitter and a gentle birdie scream,
Seemingly, Spring has sped some happy harbingers...
#admiration
#emotions
#inspirational
#summer
#TimeHeals
64 reads
2 Comments
DetectiveOGasm
Poem Published
14th Aug 2024 12:03pm
14th Aug 2024 12:03pm
Summer Fling
It appears
I am running out of time
that fulfillment
to ease this worried mind
It could be as simple as a kiss
feeling adored in a moment
or...
it could be downright pornographic
no part of you left to the imagination
my heat conducted
anywhere you like it
Every year,
I think the same
and the season
is gone in a blink
And I am left
to release myself
when it gets too much,
inventing affairs
in all shapes and persuasions
but I still know
that the real deal
is the only...
I am running out of time
that fulfillment
to ease this worried mind
It could be as simple as a kiss
feeling adored in a moment
or...
it could be downright pornographic
no part of you left to the imagination
my heat conducted
anywhere you like it
Every year,
I think the same
and the season
is gone in a blink
And I am left
to release myself
when it gets too much,
inventing affairs
in all shapes and persuasions
but I still know
that the real deal
is the only...
#loneliness
#lover
#lust #summer
#lust #summer
235 reads
0 Comments
Strangeways_Rob
Poem Published
6th Oct 2022 5:25pm
6th Oct 2022 5:25pm
The Last Violin of Summer
Air that, all summer, was almost empty
Suffocating in a house of words,
Here were the sounds of grass blades
Each fearless flunge foiled by something simple
……as rain……from chloroform clouds……
Washed in sleep at the morning’s edge,
Dreams dredged August desengano
Through a midnight mariachi,
Blent blue melody into muffled trumpet.
Taratantara, see how many share our beds.
Tora! Tora! Tora! No ship is safe in the harbour,
Pearly teardrops blitz the scorched pillow edges.
Taratantara, mourning’s native son will...
Suffocating in a house of words,
Here were the sounds of grass blades
Each fearless flunge foiled by something simple
……as rain……from chloroform clouds……
Washed in sleep at the morning’s edge,
Dreams dredged August desengano
Through a midnight mariachi,
Blent blue melody into muffled trumpet.
Taratantara, see how many share our beds.
Tora! Tora! Tora! No ship is safe in the harbour,
Pearly teardrops blitz the scorched pillow edges.
Taratantara, mourning’s native son will...
#hope
#summer
196 reads
2 Comments
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