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2009 Poetry Theme Challenges#10 Summer Love/ |
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Last week saw the passing of an icon I have known all my life, Michael Jackson. As it happens I had chosen one of his songs,
'Farewell My Summer Love', as a prompt for this weeks challenge before the news hit the world. .  So this week a double challenge. The first is summer love, that brief fling or holiday romance. Is there a budding Shirley Valentines out there? The atmosphere and heat of the summer combined with being away from the reality of work and everyday generate a different image of love. Perhaps it did last beyond the beach and heady sunsets! Or did those promised letters never arrive? And the second, if poets so wish, a tribute to the showman Michael was. No matter how strange his private life he was a showman. His death is a sad loss to the world of music and art. Or perhaps a tribute to someone else who was an icon in your life as Michael was in mine. For me, I simply leave the words to a song that has been with me for so many years.. Happy quilling Jem XXXX |
Summer Love/ |
Maryse AchongOne man with many titles he could claim; He was the King of Pop, but there was more… Poor Little Rich Boy could have been his name, The Prince of Pain for all the hurt he bore; A Peter Pan, a misfit to the core, But able still to sing and dance his way Into the hearts of people, that's for sure; He's gone and everyone will have a say, But you deserve to rest in peace now Michael J. ----- Love's Seasons A summer love can sometimes turn Into a gentle autumn glow That endures through the winter's snow, And blooms afresh with spring's return. back to list |
Divena Collins How calm is the sea on this moonlit night, gentle breezes dance o`er a rippling ocean, shimmering thro`waters most visual sight a calm, gliding, of a boat in motion, where two lovers gaze, in tranquil devotion. in a World of their own, deeply in love a beautiful fantasy locked in emotion, the closeness they feel, from the stars high above, both enchanted by moonlight, and the calmness thereof. ----- The Four High Seasons  Spring Spring awakens, to sweet bird song, and bulbs sprout up, towards sun, children playing, having fun daylight is meant to prolong. Summer. The sun at it`s hottest today, off to the beach they will go, with pretty maids, all in a row in a summer beauty display. Autumn Leaves of trees begin to fall, yellow, red, and russet brown. ripening fruits, in forest found country scenery, to enthral. Winter I wandered over hill, and dales, thro`forests, and fields once gold, climbed high, snowy mountains bold, and the cold north wind prevails. ----- Hearts Burn  All is lost, I am no more for my heart has broke in half, what had started with a laugh, now has hurt my feelings sore. I dont know, which way to turn tell me why is love so cruel, plays with words, a poets fuel as treasured feelings burn Why, do lovers make me cry, Is it all a horendous game, can it ever be quite the same, will there ever be, a you, and I. ----- I shall be there  I shall be there, forever for you. in heart, spirit, desirous dreams fantasies that reign supreme, one day will then become true. I shall be there, to hold your hand to lead you thro`loves paradise, that`s only seen through misty eyes. in a distant and tranquil land. I shall be there, dearest one if you will be there for me, in love for all of eternity, which is never to be undone. ----- Whispering Breeze  A Whispering summer breeze that dances `neath the bowers, where pretty, foxglove flowers gently kiss the Willows leaves. The morning sun hath arisen, to a magical dew kissed scene, of pinks, and yellows, and green natures finest gifts, are given. As wild birds awaken in song, from highest bough in the trees, in the softest whispering breeze . on this earth all summer long. back to list |
Jem FarmerTexte Sent la pluie comme un ete anglais. Comme les notes d'une chanson lointaine Sortant de derriere d'un poster esperant Que la vie ne fut si longue. Steve Strange Glosa Sent la pluie comme un ete anglais The masks of unshed tears are laid to rest as deeper truth unfolds between the screams and pain of years amid my secret dreams released by solemn words, so long repressed. Feel the rain like an English summer Comme les notes d'une chanson lointaine I hear her voice across the sands of time the songs remain as dreams to soothe my heart when words of rage are said to tear apart my mind. My love of 'she' is not a crime. Hear the notes of a distant song Sortant de derriere d'un poster esperant I walk in freedom, proud of who I am, the ghosts of guilt no longer haunt my soul, this masquerade must end, the truth my goal and bias means nothing, who gives a damn? Stepping out from a backdrop poster Que la vie ne fut si longue. If only 'she' were here beside me now I feel 'her' love, in faith 'she' keeps me strong I'll not complain that life is dull or long a promise made, it's time to keep that vow. Wishing life wouldn't be so long ----- Summer Love 1 The summer sun invites our lips to kiss, the warmth of love is calling from the sea, as passion brewed over strawberry tea, can love linger beyond a season's bliss. The crimson nights we shared along the beach, as sun sets down beneath the ocean curl, our tactile hearts' intent upon the sands unfurl, can lover linger beyond a season's reach? ----- When the Goddess Called my Name No love could breathe around my blackened soul, that night I looked to vivid lunar skies, a lonely wind of change as life took toll, I heard the pipes of Pan and whispered sighs. Where witches dance to Nature's true devise, the mystic Lady came and called my name, and magic dreams began to fill my eyes. Oh Queen of silver light my heart is tame, this summer night which sparked my soul's eternal flame. back to list |
Ryter Roethicle The days will come the days will go The hands of time move on and on Counting weeks as they pass anon The years will pass not fast, nor slow. Eternity's silver torch has shone And in due time our love will grow The days will come the days will go The hands of time move on and on. The sun has died and there's only snow At the end of time when all is gone Our souls will smile having lived on Our love outlasted the world below. ----- I know If I search in the stars above. Somewhere in the mists of time We met and shared, you were mine I know that I have met my love Somewhere in the mists of time When fates decree to be sublime I know that I have met my love And have a life others dream of When fates decree to be sublime We're united by the stars above And have a life others dream of A union that has become so fine We're united by the stars above Separated by a different clime A union that has become so fine Yet secure in that knowledge of Separated by a different clime Knowing in time heavens move Yet secure in that knowledge of This love became ever so prime Knowing in time heavens move Somewhere in the mists of time This love became ever so prime I know that I have met my love. ----- Just Shadows  See as we walk the way our shadows hold hands The way they blend and merge as we wander The sun creating images out of golden bands Making them more real than us we wonder. And having joined cannot be pulled asunder The absence of body is this what reality means? What is reality, is it all just a casual blunder This unity of souls this apotheosis of scenes If that is reality, I wonder what are dreams? ----- Learning to Love  Our bodies and minds are conditioned by life Open your heart before love says goodbye Showing emotion and not be stoic in strife To learn to love, you must first learn to cry For too long now, my heart had been awry Slowly through you, I'm now learning to weep Thankfully now that love is in great supply Not tears or sobs and nights spent without sleep Now tears of joy as loves nightly vigil we keep. But now it's become time for you to cry For too long now you have held pain inside It's now time for you to waive it all goodbye Along another's path you must learn to ride At the same time taking on another's stride Now I'm here holding you close as you sob Look in my eyes, see there is nothing denied As anger and frustration from inside we rob Then moving closer we feel hearts throb. ----- You Have You have become a presence in my mind. I do not like it, for no longer is my mind free My thoughts once controlled and simple kind Instead, my waking time is taken up with thee Of the future, of love and of you and me In my minds eye I see you everywhere And think of things that could just be In thoughts so different to what was there With thoughts about someone for who I care ----- X for the loser  How can my heart be trusted again? Too easy I gave it and now its back It once was red but now it's black Like it's been dragged along a dirty plain. The memories I hope time will erase But times were good, you gave me hope Those sugared words, made me a dope I realise now you were just a craze. The spoils of war are at your feet It was not love I realise it now Or even lust, that I would allow I finally admit you have me beat. ----- Xplanation Each time we love I ascend into heaven For a while I live with the moon and stars Then I become a flaming meteor, a certain Cast off from some remote, distant quasar Not just a reject from nearby planet Mars. Finally I land back on earth happily spent But now I can't give up what's so easily ours I am addicted to you, yet I am content Knowing that my fix will be ever present..  back to list |
Nia Wynne Like a firefly in a fourth of July sky You shown brighter than all of the other rockers, Other rockers, dancers, singers gave little sighs, So little their talents matched the smartness of yours. Sensations of perfection touched clouds, so high, You never thought the sum of it was a quasar, Star like being sending out radio waves, pi Of energy evincing rounds of applause's; So sad you now are lost to the sky, sad causes. ----- Summer Buds A summer love has opened new Bringing a scent to delight, More blush to cheeks, now rose bright, As soft words touch, like lips, pink hued.  ----- Where Dragons Die My soul is in the sky where dragons go to die And alight the heavens with another bold star, Always watching and waiting for others to fly, With myself amongst them, in spirit, from afar. The journey begins when gliding for take off to summer Lakes of crystal blue, flying a small globe In an infinitesimal universe, spar Of lighthouse on the rocky shore, in earthly robe Strewn with many human candles that make her strobe. .  back to list |
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