Summer

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Virtue, The Princess of...

Virtue, The Princess of Fogo Island,  In Newfoundland

Come my way

sweet summer

I've been too long waiting

bring sunsets that sink...

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Illusive

Illusive

In the garden, I find myself walking barefoot, in clover of purple, and goldenrod daisies

My toes...

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Drift

Drift

Sounds of summer, often dark and sweet, sun-rays penetrate the shadow leaves, trees gimbal, winds eternal...

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your greatest gift

your greatest gift

My angelic summer, You will never know my feelings towards you, for I am blind when it comes to things like...

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Hot Day

Hot Day

He smokes a cigarette

outside the restaurant

under a canopy

on the cobble stone...

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My Dream Girl

My Dream Girl

Like a bird yearning for rain

In a scorching summer,

It rained in drizzles first,

...

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A Garden

In a garden birds sing

Gardens haven birds song

Alive sounds around us

Around us...

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A Summer Romance

A Summer Romance

A summer romance

The sultry heat of late summer
Air drenched in water
But they may...

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The World from the Shadowlands

The World from the Shadowlands

i'm not seeking an end to this sorrow,
because i feel that feeling as sad,
broken, remorseful...

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Your Face

Your Face

Your smile lights up my dreams
at night like the 4th of July and
One of your eyes is my sun...

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SUMMER CITY

SUMMER CITY

Musta been the style of my hair
Atlantic City luck, we were both there
Same bar same night...

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Summer Pen

Summer Pen

Oh, for the summer

that now guides my pen

for there's joy in my soul

mirrored...

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The Summer Wind

The Summer Wind

It was my fault.
I cannot blame her.
she told me up front
she was a sprite
her...

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A letter to summer

A letter to summer

Dear Summer

Where are you my old friend?
I miss you so much.
It has been way too...

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As Seasons Change...

As Seasons Change...

~When you left, I died.
I turned hard and unforgiving.
No more signs that I was living....

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Field of dreams

Field of dreams, where it all started
freshness is the air full with life
Cool summer breeze...