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  37.     

From May to June

May

Soft winds once made skirts billow
as girls walked along
while men wolf whistled.

No summer hats these days,
seems they've gone,
lost in another time.

I dream of olden days
when tattoos were for sailors
and eyelashes were real.

When gentlemen wore
suits and ladies,
summer gloves.

May holds its own though,
as birds still chatter in trees
and the sky above is blue.

May, a splendid month,
balmy and sunny
and nearer to June.


June

June warms the heart,
fruity and hot,
full of hope.

Lovers fill parks,
pairing, necking
similar to swans.

Guitars play
to summer breezes
as ice creams melt

and lagers froth.
Large bellied men
laugh and quaff.

Rhythmic melodies
drift on the breeze
making me mellow.

Streakers pop out
to amuse us,
especially the plump ones!

They all appear in June
I don't know why
but summer's come at last!
 
Ruth Walters

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  38.     

June

Last June I saw your face three times;
Three times I touched your hand;
Now, as before, May month is o'er,
And June is in the land.

O many Junes shall come and go,
Flow'r-footed o'er the mead;
O many Junes for me, to whom
Is length of days decreed.

There shall be sunlight, scent of rose;
Warm mist of summer rain;
Only this change--I shall not look
Upon your face again.
 
Amy Levy

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  39.     

Ode to Karen and the Summer

June wore her green dress, long her favorite color
the color of her ancient Roman clan
Roman Green
June wore her green dress...as my finger traced a soft essay
upon your perfect back

June wore green
Karen wore blonde
and all around us was light

the solstice was the turning point- solstice curve
poignant as the course of the sun through our summer bodies

the season of the short-lived beings
dead through the dry folds of winter
to flood to life in green vigor
I'm green as a frog, green as any new bug rushing or Mayfly lingering

June's nephews, July and August, were lulled to boredom
by wine and soft days
and left us the blessing
to wallop and play in the gardens

Karen on a summer sidewalk
or a tv show
or a dream in the light
or green eyes
 
Jimi Doyle

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  40.     

Too Soon (Dedicated To Mrs Tham My El Lit Teacher, hi PUALINA

The bluebells of June have finally been lost,
back to the earth that bore them,
throughout my life I will dread their flowering
for they scar a time of yearning.

Their coming fills me with the happiness
of memories of you, but they still gave me suffering
with the time of mourning for you
But yet these could still
Reveal the secret garden of my heart.

The forest floor, full of purple glory
scented gently of you,
one March we strolled its peaceful path
a meadow beneath our feet.

A year passed in a blink of an eye,
And then you were gone
Later in the month of June,
came the anguish of my soul -
you left me far too soon,
Like the bluebells of June

If only I could hear your voice,
the calming things you would say,
the earth itself would bow to my grief.
Like the bluebells every June,
You came and-
Gone too soon.

12/07/12
 
Skylar Stamon Silver Salvatore

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