2014 Poetry Theme Challenge

#12 Summer in the City




Thank you all who took up the last challenge. I hope this next one provides you some food for the muse. This next challenge is all about summer but breaking away from the traditional beach holidays we are heading into the city. Museums, architecture, shopping and culture abound. The challenge is to get that in a poem
Poetry has long been the key to expressing our deepest passions so the challenge is to write love from the soul.


Quote - The heart wants what the heart wants - Candace Bushnell, Summer and the City


Sonnet 18

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate. Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date. Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimmed; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimmed; But thy eternal summer shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st, Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade, When in eternal lines to Time thou grow'st. So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.


William Shakespeare



Summer in the City Theme Challenge



Terry Clitheroe

Birds
Cooling Breath
Dero the
Melanoma
Summer
Una Giorno in Estate

Divena Collins

Victorian Gas Lights



Terry Clitheroe

Birds

All birds
Of a feather,
Do flock together always
They argue each and every dawn
Chirping loudly an unnerving symphony
Flying screaming in pompous streams
Waking you from your dreams
But are you angry
Listen!

How can
One be angry?
It's Nature waking you
Enjoy the day that is her way
Summer is a time of joy, so enjoy
The days are long, nights much shorter
Keep your Winters warmer
With memories
Of then.



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Cooling Breath
A cooling breath is stealing the leaves
Chilly, short days and long autumn eves
As all the greens fade to reds and yellow
This golden scene makes me quite mellow
T-shirts are replaced by long shirtsleeves
And nature now no longer conceives
And fields lay silent, sleeping, fallow,
Burnt out forests look dark and sallow
But I know in time warmth will come
Spring we'll see and a warmer sun
For a short while it will be a different scene
When fields and trees will again be green
Till hot dry days will make them like death
Again we'll be praying for a cooling breath.



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The Dero

Every morning as we rode out training
we would see this dero arrive
clutching his life in a brown paper bag
and he would settle into the corner
of the seat in the bus shelter
rain or shine he'd be there
as we rode past.

He awoke from his alcohol induced slumber
for a minute, once again he was a hero
as he leapt into the air and caught the football
"What a mark" you could hear him say
as he punched the air with his fist
holding the imaginary ball to the crowd
then he settled down once more
into the corner of his bus shelter
and we rode past.

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Melanoma

Summer
Is not beach time
Rather time for shelter
Because it burns your skin in a way
That cancerous growths loves your nakedness
And some people knowing the facts
Protect themselves with clothes
Whilst at the beach
Good sense!

But what?
I have lost friends
To cancer and the like
Good bike racers could not race it
Instead Melanoma destroyed them
I'm sorry to spoil your reading fun
But Cancer means death
A nasty way
To go



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Summer

Summers
Beauty is there
Not on the beach, no way!
It's there! The look on people’s faces
Windows open and happiness flowing out
Kids playing in the park laughing
Mothers with prams smiling
Water splashing
Somewhere.

Sitting
In a shelter
Higher up and cooler
Scented sultry breezes from trees
Wafting and waving to get attention
Nature's tarts trying to seduce
An already willing lover
Appreciating
Nature.



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Una Giorno in Estate, (A day in summer)

As I drive I'm watching raindrops appear
The wipers swing and everything is clear
Just slow casual drizzle, on my screen
Making it hard for anything to be seen
Occasionally drops create random schemes
As their eventual downward journey dreams
That everything has to accelerate downwards
Because of Newtons Law there are hoards
Who are about to meet their ultimate demise
Often like a group of friends caught by surprise
And casually cross the street to greet others
A loving family conjoining sisters and brothers
Mothers, fathers to late when they will realise
Compared to them humanity's a different size.



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Divena Collins

Victorian Gas Lights

In a victorian city beneath gas lit lights
graced many a city upon dreary nights
when winter took over from a summer
many nights were none but a glimmer
'Twas in past times of daylight saving
when elderly folk prayed upon paving
trying to find just one glimmer of hope
vision impailed upon a downward slope
there was nought but a flicker of doubt
within the hour that flame shall go out .
but in summer as the lamp lighters call
'tis the sun that beams rays to them all
city folk then were so clearly misgiven
towards the poor house all were driven.



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