Summer Morning

Blazing heat, early swelter.

Dank sweetness in damp arable soil.

Aroma surpassing, every intoxicating fragrance.

 

Last, lingering, luxurious under-tone  

The Master Perfumer’s collective emoluments,

Most heavenly, pungent and rare.

 

Overcoming the senses,

Arousing a longing,

In Blazing Color

 

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Summer Morning

Summer Morning Song

Tiny rain-soaked pots and stones 

Precious, hidden, glorious.

Flourish yet untended

There’s one who cares for you.

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Cherubim and tiny blooms bow down before Him

 Gaze ever sun-ward

Summer Morning Song

 

Summer Morning

Voracious climbing   clustering   twisting

 

Newly shooting   dancing  twining  

 

Bursting blooming   fragrance   wafting  

 

Multitudes buzzing   pistils   spending

 

Quietly fading   singeing    heat  

 

 Viscerally  clicking   cloistering   containing  

 

A Vining   Summer   Morning

 

 

 

 

  

                  

Summer Morning

Fledgling-deeply, slept-buried and softly hidden

Risen-securely rooted-warmed with evening sun

Hope incarnate-in a Summer Morning garden

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Summer Morning

Symbols, seen and unseen

Blazing heat, shade in shadow

Centering, rounding, promising

Freedom

In a summer morning garden

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Summer Morning

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Blazing tropical lady, blooming full

Nodes, needles, secret pockes holding pools

Honored guest, but for a nat’s breath-Garden Queen 

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Summer Morning

Blazing stags, well traveled, pot-bound

Boasting a decade’s wealth-smothered, soiled, sunned

Bursting color deck-side, Horned King as morning dawns.

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Summer Morning

Angels help us to adore Him

Cherubs crowned in living green

Offering gifts before the Throne

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Summer Morning

Banking brick,

Trailing vine,

Stony watchers, await the sun.

Summer Morning

Summer, glorious blooms blazing in the rising sun….