Summer Rendezvous

Waves dance close against
The edges of structures
To the rhythm of chirping
Cicadas, bending light,
Sending patience packing,
Leaving drops to streak
Down steamed bodies
In three-digit heat.
Incognito eyes watching
As the sun grins knowing
She’s the most popular girl
Of the season, a debutante
Gleaming, her aura lingering
Well into the hot night far,
Far below the cool moon.

Copyright © 2013 Shainbird. All rights reserved.


About Shainbird

"A lonely craftsman putting one word after another."
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5 Responses to Summer Rendezvous

  1. skywanderer says:

    Absolutely sublime. You are a rare poetic talent!

  2. Mike says:

    A picture to which your judicious word choices grant movement, sound, light, heat and personality – making it a remarkable rendering of poetry. Very well done.

  3. Hi!
    I just wondered if you had really been to places like this or use pictures from TV or movies or even thoughts to make your poems seem so real. I love this poem really well.

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