Lazy summer day

The sun has dried the dew of early dawn
And left a pearl upon a web in shade
Where Crafty Builder a new death has born
To make a meal caught in the trap he laid.
I catch the scent of fresh mown hay and weeds
Reflect upon the water’s quiet sound –
Notes lower than the jingle of my beads
And softer than the crunch of pebbled ground.
No one disturbs the stillness, except me
And I absorb the colours of the air
To fade into the background and just be,
The better nature’s tapestry to share.
No man-made strident noisy over-tone,
Just grass and trees and stream and me alone.




14 responses to “Lazy summer day

  1. ahhhh, refreshing. I am going on a hike tomorrow too. Thank you for sharing this. 🙂

  2. Good Immmagery. I felt as though I was there.

    • I write this sort of thing when I can’t write, if you see what I mean. When either time or brain fatigue prevent.
      Glad you enjoyed it.

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    • Thank you very much. I am very honoured to accept.
      I don’t paste the award symbols, I hope you don’t mind, but I am pleased to accept and follow the other rules and I will give you a good plug too!
      I’ll be over for coffee and muffins shortly.

  4. I’m on the fence when it comes to poetry. On one hand, I absolutely love to think up poetic lines and get lost in witty rhyme. On the other, I absolutely detest poetry because I usually (due to a critical and overly analytical mind) tend to over-think even the simplest of things in order to make it sing.


    • I write sonnet – ish stuff when I can’t write. When there is either no real time or when my head can’t get round something I am supposed to be writing.
      I find the strict structure of sonnet to be strangely liberating, not necessarily for the verse I am writing, but the rest of my head seems to find a way to work through whatever is bugging it.
      A lot of prose writers have written verse, especially sonnets over the centuries pretty much for the same reason. Great way to release writer’s block.

      • I suppose it makes sense to switch between the genres and types of writing when a wall seems to be barring one path. I know I’ve done it numerous times. Like I usually say: If it works, use it; if not, fix or replace it.

        • Like Haiku too, but although they are fearfully difficult to do well, they never give me the challenge and buzz of the sonnet form.
          But yes, switching between sorts of writing is good for me.

  5. Lovely. As was said before, i felt like I was there. Since I rarely am able to get far enough into nature to escape human influence, it was especially enriching to me. Thank you for taking me someplace I treasure but haven’t been to in ages 🙂

    • How lovely of you to say that.
      In that case I am so pleased to have posted it – and I did have second thoughts. My sonnet-ish things are not normally meant for public consumption. As I’ve said here before, they are my way of getting through a difficult writing time, or no writing time.
      I thought of putting that up first as a sort of explanation for why I wrote like that sometimes. In the end I just posted it without the sort of ‘apology’ first.
      I am glad it touched you. Thank you for your lovely thoughts.

      • It was totally my pleasure, my friend. I always try to let people know that something they’ve done has touched me in some way. My way of expressing gratitude and offering positive reinforcement 🙂 You never know when that piece you’ve written, but are having second thoughts about posting, will have a positive effect on another. 🙂

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