Summer

June 18, 2012 at 9:37 pm (Poems) (, , , , , , , , , , , )

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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1 Comment

  1. Pawan Hira said,

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

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