Rallentanda
Friday, August 8, 2014
For The Weekend
chabrier drifts
from a sunroom jungle
the woman
sunglints on her silver foils
crosses the park
through the willow trees
the turquoise afternoon
dazzles to twilight
on seven shillings beach
dark mauve blue weed
entwining the orange nasturtiums
boats bobbing to the tinkle of halyards
chitter chatter from balcony barbecues
popping of corks clang of cutlery
lights and ferries gliding along
on a mirror neon red and blue
silvery laughter
the rustle of taffeta
soft slam of a sports car door
perfume flowers crystal
summer night
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Thank you, as I drift away with a pleasant smile.
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ps: I love the picture of paw and hand
I have a very nice cat :)
ReplyDeleteI love summer colors dazzling afternoon into silvery night ~
ReplyDeleteWhat a lazy nice atmosphere... You took my on a dreamlit path
ReplyDeleteso much to see and hear...a feast for the eyes...lovely
ReplyDeleteLots of rich sensation in this poem, movement, sound, sight.........beautifully done.
ReplyDeleteoh, to feel the summer, it seems so far away.
ReplyDeleteSpring is arriving in two weeks time down here.
DeleteThe music and this poem are like a piece of chocolate. What a treat!!
ReplyDeleteWhat a gloriously evocative poem you have penned here.
ReplyDeletePleased you liked this one. Sydney Harbour!
DeleteReminds me of summer where I went to college. Very well done.
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