I
Days that burst in brightness,
cerulean the sky,
sun in brilliant pulsing;
gums which slowly die.
The liquid crystal carolling,
of magpies morning song,
dances on the dew-dressed grass;
a new day cauldron-born.
II
Cicada's chattered echoing,
drape of brutal heat,
days in deliquescent fall,
beg for cooling sleep.
Nights that linger velvet,
blanketed with stars,
the smell of crisp, crushed eucalypt;
the cry of hunting owls.
Days that burst in brightness,
cerulean the sky,
sun in brilliant pulsing;
gums which slowly die.
The liquid crystal carolling,
of magpies morning song,
dances on the dew-dressed grass;
a new day cauldron-born.
II
Cicada's chattered echoing,
drape of brutal heat,
days in deliquescent fall,
beg for cooling sleep.
Nights that linger velvet,
blanketed with stars,
the smell of crisp, crushed eucalypt;
the cry of hunting owls.
This
weekend we're asking you to describe summer in your own words.
Thirty-three of them exactly, of course. - See more at:
http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/2013/06/trifextra-week-seventy-two.html?showComment=1371281980623#c5451603836726541580
I did this for the Trifecta prompt but was inspired to write two -
This
weekend we're asking you to describe summer in your own words.
Thirty-three of them exactly, of course. - See more at:
http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/2013/06/trifextra-week-seventy-two.html?showComment=1371281980623#c5451603836726541580
http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/2013/06/trifextra-week-seventy-two.html?showComment=1371281980623#c5451603836726541580
This
weekend we're asking you to describe summer in your own words.
Thirty-three of them exactly, of course. - See more at:
http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/2013/06/trifextra-week-seventy-two.html?showComment=1371281980623#c5451603836726541580
Both are beautiful
ReplyDeleteOh, those are both beautiful. "drape of brutal heat" pretty much sums it up. Thanks for linking up. Don't forget to come back and vote at the end.
ReplyDeleteoh the day and night of my favorite season. These make me want to sit and sigh in the sunshine.
ReplyDeletethey were gorgeous.
I can only imagine darkness in summer - sun doesn't set here until very early in the morning - only to rise again a couple hours later - both occur while I am sleeping. :)
ReplyDeleteYour piece makes me nostalgic for the Ohio summers of my youth.
How interesting. It is Australia but then I have not been to Ohio although I have driven over much of the US and spent a lot of time there but mainly Mass. and NY State.
DeleteBoth are beautiful and have brilliant words woven into each!
ReplyDeleteThese are both just lovely, Roslyn! There are so many beautiful words and phrases ("deliquescent" - *swoon*) that I can't pick out my favorites. I love the rhythm and the way it feels like you're rhyming even when you're not.
ReplyDeleteGorgeously written, both times! Thanks for sharing. :)
ReplyDelete"beg for cooling sleep" is such a great line--summer can be miserable. Both are beautiful entries.
ReplyDeleteDual loveliness.
ReplyDeleteVery rich verse, a delight to wander through... PS...come join this challenge too! http://yepirategunn.weebly.com/2/post/2013/06/ligo-haibun-challenge-1406-2106.html
ReplyDeleteBeautifully done. I love them both.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. Both pieces. I really like the line 'cauldron-born,' though. That was, er, magic!
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