Summons

ringlets the color of copper pennies
arms stretched out into blue,
wildflowers in lilac are hidden
yet aching to appear.

a vision in giggles while the swoosh
of her skirt passes through,
blissful pockets of lush blankets,
as the sun summons her here.

now bound in heaven upon earth
swells abide in precise hues
did Aurora lead the way or
simply twilight, craving her near.

8 thoughts on “Summons

  1. Beautiful rhythm with this piece, Audrey. Who could resist the summons of this line: “a vision in giggles while the swoosh of her skit passes through, blissful pockets of lush blankets, as the sun summons her here.” Spring is in the air… 🙂

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    • Shall we blame it on the birds I hear singing 🎶 as I begin my day and share with them a bit of the sun as evening begins? My tulips have sprouted, a bit too soon I would add, and I am excited.
      As far as this poem, I am craving those long summer evenings where life offers steamy moments of bliss. My heart is seeks refuge, indeed. Shows in this piece. Thank you again for stopping through, dear Randall.

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