The woodpecker picking skins from the trees, <br />Summer air hardly blowing, heavy and humid, <br />Make female flutter in the wind as naked goddess, <br />Greet the fluttering fan blowing in their hand. <br /> <br />A windy ripple of joy amides fragrant the smiles, <br />Like the scent of mist loitering in a new morning ray? <br />Falling from heaven upon rugged hills with limpid tress, <br />Make a noise blushing in leafy shade of the day. <br /> <br />Up in the sky, morning glory shows a brilliant fire, <br />And the young hairy grass whisper with a different voice, <br />Call unto drowsy fields for nature to awake from slumber, <br />Take into the air beauty of presiding choice. <br /> <br />Between dimpled leaves come the buzzing bees, <br />Clouds go higher, gathered sweat in boughs as rain, <br />The season bring the scent of summer bloom with ease, <br />Mingled fragrance in the lovely leaves contain. <br /> <br />A special display of all the aspirations that people have, <br />Stored up in many small changes of fresh fantasies, <br />Orchards paths in distant dreams many do crave, <br />But we can all swallow reality much nearer the pansies. <br /> <br />In sunset shadows the glitter of gold pass sublimed, <br />Where painted mausoleum pervades dark places, <br />Which mark that imprint in the sands of our time? <br />Wind and rain gently step aside from the gorgeous isles.<br /><br />Gerry Legister<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-scent-of-summer/
