A summer poem


Sleepy days and sleepless nights,
A daze of days and daisy fields
that are dotted, spotted left and right,
sunny gold on cotton white
like a freshly laundered summer dress.

Based on Margo Roby’s Tuesday Tryout, Summer Style Prompt
(c) Misky 20 June 2012

Author: Misky

‘Misky’ lives in the UK surrounded by flowers, freshly baked bread, and always keeps dog biscuits in her pocket for her blind Springer Spaniel. She never buys clothing without pockets. Her work is widely published.

8 thoughts on “Summer”

    1. Thank you Annette! I’m glad for your feed-back and comments. I’m off to read yours offering to the prompt now — can’t wait to read it!

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