"It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.” (Maud Hart Lovelace) This quote reminds me of my childhood's summer years visiting my Nonnie.
It was a June to remember.
Nonnie's rose gardens
filled the air with aromatic smells.
Large blooms of brilliant colors
radiated under the blazing sun
like buried golden treasures.
🌞🌞🌞
Her watering can remembers my childhood.
I clutch the old can she used
trying to fix the nozzle chipped away by the years.
Watering my small garden beds brings me back.
Memories flood the earth
along with teardrops.
©CV, 2022
"What is one to say about June, the time of perfect young summer, the fulfillment of the promise of the earlier months, and with as yet no sign to remind one that its fresh young beauty will ever fade." (Gertrude Jekyll)
June is the closing of spring and the opening of summer, a time to be realistic about what can be done and what needs attention during the rising heat. Due to the slow healing of my eyes after cataract surgery, I am still designing my Poetryliscious Gallery but you can still visit my padlet to see the artistic expressions that have been gathered. The latest insert is from my artist/poet friend, Michelle Kogan.
The Poetry Friday Roundup is hosted this week by author/poet, Karen Edmisten. With Yeats at her side, she takes us to the Lake Isle of Innisfree. Join me there for more poetry goodness.
My goodness, I hope your eyes are doing better each day, Carol. Our June has been both lucious and snowy cold. That's Colorado! Now we are back to blooms and bees!
ReplyDeleteLinda, the discrepancies In weather are amazing. Enjoy the blooms and if you have snow photos or image poems of snow in spring send me one for Winter’s Embrace Gallery. Carol V
ReplyDeleteYes, I love June for its transitory nature...more winter-spring than spring-summer for me, but so much hope! Thank you, Carol.
ReplyDeletePatricia, I would love to see one of your winter-spring photos if you have one so that I can post it in my Poetryliscious Gallery.
DeleteTake care of you, and your eyes, Carol. I can imagine there's been moments of frustration as you await full healing.
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed both of your poems. Golden treasure, indeed.
Kat, I had to stop reading PF posts yesterday because of my tired eyes so am happy to start again today. I just read your post and want to congratulate you again on Miss Understood's fame.
DeleteHooray for June!
ReplyDeleteJune is busting it all over with unpredictable weather, Mary Lee. I was just heading over to your post when I saw your response to mine. Thanks.
DeleteSending you healing vibes for your eyes, Carol. Thanks for your Nonnie poems - poetic memories indeed.
ReplyDeleteBridget, I appreciate the healing vibes. Have a wonderful weekend.
DeleteHooray for June! It's such a treat to greet her. I walked into Home Depot this morning and saw an old timey watering can that took me back to MY childhood. Such wonderful summer memories and the scents...I can recall them. Flowers, powdered sugar at the fair, laundry warm from the clothes line. All good.
ReplyDeleteLove your poem and line, "Her watering can remembers my childhood." It truly brings you right there, back in time. Thanks for sharing my poem and art Carol. Sending more healing vibes your way!
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