Father Goose Books: August

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

7 comments:

Linda said...: LOVELY!; August 5, 2010 at 3:09 PM
Joyce Moyer Hostetter said...: 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!; August 6, 2010 at 6:42 AM
Author Amok said...: Beautiful metaphor, Charles. I am holding my breath for September.; August 6, 2010 at 7:30 AM
jama said...: Yes! A perfect capture of this month. Wonderful :).; August 6, 2010 at 9:34 AM
Mary Lee said...: TIme's not the only one holding her breath...; August 6, 2010 at 11:26 AM
Elaine Magliaro said...: Love your poem! Thanks for sharing.; August 6, 2010 at 12:06 PM
Charles Ghigna said...: Thanks, all!

Always look forward to reading my Poetry Friday friends' poems!; August 7, 2010 at 11:08 AM

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