Performing players string and bow
under rumbustious sun umbrellas
propelled against the rain.

Clouds cracked by lusty voice
spill over bastion hills.

And we, joyous in our hour;
splendid wined and friended,
briefly bloom and rise to stir the air:

Balloons and buttercups.

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Julia Dean-Richards

Julia is a writer and performer living in the Shropshire hills. Her writing is a product and expression of the love she has found whilst journeying through the most difficult times of her life.

One thought on “Summer”

  1. “rumbustious sun umbrellas,” is strongly picturized against the rain. Every word finishes their work. Splendidly written.

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