Sunday, September 2

Summer Night


Summer Night, 1913, by Albert Bloch

Summer night
Stars are bright

Dreams are real
The cool air, feel

Stop and ponder
About life on yonder

We're all in bliss
About something mysterious


For The Mag

18 comments:

  1. U bet we are... Just timely, now daytime is warm yet the early evenings til early morn is cold... Nice take!..

    JJRod'z

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  2. I like the rhyming words, all in bliss ~

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  3. i def like a little mystery in life...there is a gentle flow to this with the rhyming couplets....and when dreams become real its a beautiful thing....

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  4. What Brian said...can't say it better. When dreams become real - right there is the mystery in life.

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  5. Life on yonder...don't we wonder...

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  6. I did not even think of bliss! Nice!

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  7. I love your poem and the positive energy you have created in your rhyme and phrasing, Charleen. Thank you for sharing this. =D

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  8. mystery is good as is your poem...well done

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  9. You've captured the magic of long, warm summer evenings.

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  10. Reading your poem, I feel as though summer has been extended ... good!

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  11. it is mysterious indeed! and thanks for your kind comments! Always appreciated.

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  12. Life is indeed a mystery! Thank you Lord! :-)

    I too like the positive feel you give.

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  13. I enjoy the mystery and wonder of life ..lovely thank you for sharing x

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  14. All the mysteries and wonders rolled into a wonderful piece

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  15. Hello.
    Sometimes, it's in my dreams that I come alive. Nicely expressed. Thanks for sharing.

    This Plunderous World

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