How hard it is to write a poem about such brilliance and light
Darkness seems easier to describe with its brooding film
This fiery season burns the words as quickly as I imagine them
Waiting for no one, the sun ignites the water
Before the fishing boats leave the harbor
And lingers past the first yawns of evening
Veriditas infuses the rebirth of summer
From scared soil, emerges growth and green
Stalks of grass, willowy tall, full of grace
Shafts of cells, stacked, bonded, balanced
Supporting seeded arrows that gently sway
Nudged by summer wind, absent is winter’s swift urgency
Lemon honey, soothing the sore throat of winter
Summer’s amnesiac brilliance
Carried by Peony, Lupine, Rose and wildflower
I stretch my limbs and soul to reach it all
Breathing, receiving, joining, basking
As the loon calls across the water’s rush
Janet Elizabeth Hartwick Sterk
June 21, 2019
Rick Monteith
Beautiful, simply beautiful.
HealingJourneys
Thank you Rick!
Debra Palmquist
“Summer’s amnesiac brilliance
Carried by Peony, Lupine, Rose and wildflower”
AND
And “Waiting for no one, the sun ignites the water
Before the fishing boats leave the harbor
And lingers past the first yawns of evening”
Love this poem. Did you share it at the Solstice Celebration?
HealingJourneys
Thank you Deb! I hadn’t written it by that evening. In fact, I got up at 4:30 AM on the 21st and walked over to the east side of the point to take the picture and begin writing the poem. Thank you for reading it! I am glad you liked it.
Susan Ready
lovely imagery studded with verbs that punch out the vision
HealingJourneys
Thank you Sue! Love your articles too! And it sounds like your travels continue. So fun!