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Summer Poem: Spotted

Spotted

Spotted

Orange petal, spotted just so
reaching to morning sun. Flutter
of wind catches the eye; pollen
blows by, dropping questions
on your shoe.

You pause, pondering uncertainties,
beauty, the intersection, your
shoe. There are no answers, an
answer in everything. A bee
buzzes by.

Special flower, unique in the
ways you’ll never be, in all
the same ways you will always
be; same and different, fading
in the humidity.

Spotted

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Poetry

Summer Poem: Summer Heat

Summer Heat

Summer Poem: Summer Heat

Lacy weed, white topped and waving,
blooming all over, next to, on the
road. Do you notice? Do you stop,
stare, admire, pick? Or rather
ignore, pull, toss aside; nothing
but a weed in the summer heat.

Summer Poem: Summer Heat

Children blossom in the summer,
their hair fading, wispy waves
blowing in the breeze next to
their laughter. Do you notice?
Do you stop, stare, admire?
Or rather ignore, toss aside;
nothing but aggravation in the
summer heat.

Summer Poem: Summer Heat

Gather them up, weedy flower with
gangly child. Gather them up in
arms of welcome with gentle
hands and laughing eyes. Gather
and cherish, for soon summer
shall fade as quickly as the
passing of a childhood.
Gather them both and breathe
in the smell of sun, of youth,
of summer heat.