With Summer Comes Poetry

Breezes And Shadows

Do you dream in shades of summer?

Do you dream of pixelated bushes and tulips lined in rows,

Summer breezes that lift your hair,

Lift your spirit, and your toes?

Toes in summertime.

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Do you remember the shadows of nights

Deprived of sunny skies,

When you laid still on the sheets, while

Your eyes followed the ghost marks on the plaster ceiling above

And your paint-stripped heart forget to care for itself, again?

 

When you dream in shades of summer, you throw those shadows to the wind,

Watching cherry blossoms ย instead, as they float before your eyes;

Soft, pink petals of positivity

That move with lightness to match healing spirits.

Beautiful summer.

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When you dream in shades of summer,

Your spirit will bloom,

So rest your tired mind and seek comfort in a summer

That cradles your thoughts like a pillow

And wraps your worries like a warm blanket.

 

ยฉ Christy Birmingham

Sleep my friend, sleep.

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35 thoughts on “With Summer Comes Poetry

  1. Jane Carroll

    Beautiful, Christy. When I dream of summer I am young…playing with abandon…catching fireflies…sitting by streams…carefree. Thanks for bringing these memories to my mind!

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    1. Christy Birmingham Post author

      Jane, I actually was sitting by the water when I had the inspiration for this poem. Funny that you mention sitting by streams! I’m pleased that my mood came across in the poem ๐Ÿ™‚ Thanks for taking time to read and for your friendship most of all!

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  2. Casandra Miska

    Summer is my absolute favorite season. Maybe it’s because living in the desert, we always had a swimming pool nearby, or perhaps it was being ‘out of school’. Thanks for another great poem. I tweeted, G+, and WordPress liked it…

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    1. Christy Birmingham Post author

      Casandra, you are a great friend. Thanks for the shares and support, I so appreciate you! Ah yes, the being “out of school” part is one I remember! Also, the excitement about being able to wear shorts ๐Ÿ™‚

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  3. Cathriona

    I could just feel the warm glow of summer and the smell of scented flowers in the air as I read it. It is a wonderfully ‘light’ poem. A pleasure to read. Thank you!

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  4. Dana

    My childhood dreams of summer and my current dreams are a whole lot different from each other! Whenever I feel overwhelmed by the busy-ness of summer now, I should just close my eyes and drift back into the summer dreams I enjoyed as a kid…

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    1. Christy Birmingham Post author

      Dana, I can understand, given your business, why summer now has a different feel to it for you. Take a few moments and bask in the sun if you can (wearing sunscreen of course). I hope you are able to enjoy a few summer moments and dream xx

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  5. simon7banks

    “Paint-stripped heart” – wow! Having lived for 2 1/2 years near the equator strengthens in me the thought that the sequence of the seasons is very deep and very influential in the minds and spirits of people from temperate or arctic regions. But now in many places, perhaps even in Canada, it’s easier to wall out winter, which changes the nature of summer.

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    1. Christy Birmingham Post author

      Simon, nice to see you here. Yes, the seasons seem to be taking on new faces and switching up the old ones, don’t they? Even here in Canada. Today is a sunny summer day, however, which is nice to have! I hope your seasons are behaving themselves over there as well today.

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