Those days brighter
could be just
a newborn’s smile…
When the Sirius rose
Roman
sacrificed
a brown dog
a brown dog
to appease the rage
of the star,
they believe
it caused of
the hot, sultry
weather…
Start
a new day
lifting up
the chin…
morning breeze
will fill you in,
early bird
soars high
above the pine tree,
cider
needles’re
penetrating sky,
growing in the mist
cathedral domes
finding their way to light...
fragile stories-
all reflected
in the rippled lake,
through the
drifting lilies
life emerges –
ducks with
ducklings follow
the path,
filling with the quacks
air and our hearts.
The poem inspired by Artistic Interpretation "Dog Days of Summer" with Margaret
Beautiful reflections of summer.......Your quote "a bird doesnt sing" on the right is one of my all time favorites.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much, Sherry for kindness! Nice to meet you :)
DeleteI like the morning breeze filling in and lifting us up ~ Thanks for sharing it with us ~
ReplyDeleteThank you, Grace! :)
DeleteI had not heard the legend of the brown dog before. How interesting!
ReplyDeleteFor me it was new too! Love to learn the history behind the words. Thanks for visit, Kerry! :)
DeleteFilled with hope and fervor. Thanks for your visit and beautiful comments.
ReplyDeletethanks,Vandana for kind words! Cheers! :)
Deleterather like the relief in the end...in the life emerging from the lake...much cooler than the heat...and sacrificing dogs...ugh....
ReplyDelete...it seems we always sacrifice something for the life path- only one...thanks, Brian for wise thoughts :)
DeleteI really like
ReplyDelete"Start
a new day
lifting up
the chin…
morning breeze
will fill you in,"
...makes me think of hope and possibilities...
Yeah,being positive - important! Nice to meet you :)
DeleteI hadn't heard of the sacrifice of the brown dog either...such a beautiful summer piece.
ReplyDeletegrateful! :)
Deleteah you capture the magic of a summer morning with all the details...beautiful
ReplyDeletemany thanks, Claudia :)
Delete...I wonder what the Romans thought when the days remained hot! ? I liked your use of "fragile" as summer is a balance, isn't it? So much could disturb the peacefulness...
ReplyDeleteThanks, Margaret! Your questions inspire to research more...Thanks :)
DeleteA whole new meaning to "the dog days of summer"? Or the original meaning? I wonder.
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Good day, Kay, - this is what I found out...seems as original meaning. Thanks for visiting, nice to meet you, love the pic of your dog :)
DeleteSorry...new for me too...Thanks for stopping by, Pat! :)
ReplyDeletefragile stories all reflected in the rippled lake..oh, I like this line..very nice...
ReplyDeleteThanks, Truedessa, glad you like it. :)
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