August


Like clipper ships
on sky blue seas
the days sail by
on summer’s breeze

Time holds her breath
beneath the haze
and waits to breathe
September days


© Charles Ghigna

7 comments:

  1. LindaAugust 5, 2010 at 3:09 PM

    LOVELY!

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  2. Joyce Moyer HostetterAugust 6, 2010 at 6:42 AM

    And waits to breathe...

    Perfect description.

    I think we all feel that expectancy of less haze, changing schedules, settling into a new rhythm, and fall!

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  3. Author AmokAugust 6, 2010 at 7:30 AM

    Beautiful metaphor, Charles. I am holding my breath for September.

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  4. jamaAugust 6, 2010 at 9:34 AM

    Yes! A perfect capture of this month. Wonderful :).

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  5. Mary LeeAugust 6, 2010 at 11:26 AM

    TIme's not the only one holding her breath...

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  6. Elaine MagliaroAugust 6, 2010 at 12:06 PM

    Love your poem! Thanks for sharing.

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  7. Charles GhignaAugust 7, 2010 at 11:08 AM

    Thanks, all!

    Always look forward to reading my Poetry Friday friends' poems!

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