Summer Blues

 

Blue notes cry
From inside the bar
Out across the bay.
The summer heat
About to break,
As thunder calls
On the rain
To wash the streets.
To sweep away
The worries of the everyday,
That never touch
This foreign shore
This island floating
In impossibility.
 
© 2017 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

Originally Published 26 July 2016

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While it thunders outside

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Kiss me on the lips,
I’ll hold you in my arms
‘til the night has calmed.

© 2017 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

Originally Published 18 July 2015

Battle Sky

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I’m waiting for the storm,
Waiting for the normality to return.
Waiting for the heat to dissipate
In the downpour and the rain,
The deluge and the flood.

I’m waiting for the warriors
The ear-shattering clash of shields,
In the battle sky. Lightning like sharp-edged swords
To spear the heart of heat
From out this summer night.
 
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Summer Blues

Day 23 of my review of the last twelve months, and a reminder for those in the northern hemisphere that it isn’t always this cold…

Made of sticks and stones

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Blue notes cry
From inside the bar
Out across the bay.
The summer heat
About to break,
As thunder calls
On the rain
To wash the streets.
To sweep away
The worries of the everyday,
That never touch
This foreign shore
This island floating
In impossibility.
 
© 2016 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

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Verdigris

Green against grey,
Three trees mar the view
Of these leaden skies.

Pretence of summer
Within my mind,

Reading the signs
Of how the wind blows.
Thunder rolls, sky darkens
Yet the green survives.
 
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While it thunders outside

Day 20

Made of sticks and stones

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Kiss me on the lips,
I’ll hold you in my arms
‘til the night has calmed.

© 2015 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

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