The hour of summer begins with
a bottle of beer in my patio.
The sweltering heat thaws the
feel of winter weaved into the
atmosphere. Budding flowers
reminiscent of the feeling of
warmth that makes its way into
my heart.
Sipping on brewski, welcoming the
sun, I know it’s you sending me
love, wrapped in these shining rays.
I wonder, like all worldly things,
these days too shall pass, like the
misty drops on the bottle, that
originate and fumes into nothing.
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This is beautifully evocative. The closing lines hit hard as a hammer and paint emotions fiery as the blazing sky!💜
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Thanks Sanaa 🙂
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Hopefully the protagonist’s love interest won’t evaporate into nothing when the temperature isn’t to their liking.
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I hope too :)….Thanks !
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This starts so deliciously soothing–full of summer and yummy tastes and things abloom… But goodness, that ending is sad. Not the actual feelings… But knowing that the speaker might not be able to fully embrace the happiness of the moment, while wondering about what ifs…
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True, Magaly..it happens sometimes. Thank you 🙂
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I love the image and sentiment….love can never evaporate.
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Thanks Donna 🙂
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Meanwhile, we enjoy the beautiful days……….i so enjoyed your poem!
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Thank you Sherry 🙂
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I feel that spring is so full of hope that it’s bound to disappoint a bit. Drink the beer and enjoy tomorrow it will be stale.
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For sure… Thanks Bjorn 😀
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A good poem here,
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Thanks Julian 🙂
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Yes, and it always ends with a satisfying Burp. 🙂
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Thanks ZQ 🙂
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Lovely poem!
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Thanks Ayala 🙂
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I’m on the patio with you…. pass me another one while I read the rest of this. Beautiful..messages in the sun’s rays.
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Here you go :D…Thanks Vivian !
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Lovely, the way it morphs from pleasant relaxation to sweet longing.
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Thank you Rosemary 🙂
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Awe. The beginning so sweet, the ending so sour. But such is life and love. Great write.
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Thanks Myrna 🙂
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Oh well.. cheers! The summer’s got everyone down and all one can hope for is that these days will pass and the monsoon will bring cheer!
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Thanks Rajani 🙂
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Beautiful poem…although from now on beer will seem a little melancholy. 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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