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Symphonies of Summers Past

Poetry By: donkylemore
Classics


reflections of another time -another me -another place


Submitted:Oct 13, 2012    Reads: 8    Comments: 0    Likes: 2   


Symphonies of summer skies

It comes in fleeting shards of fantasy
This urge,
To rise up . and flee back in time
Past the withered leaves of bitter memories
Through the symphonies of endless summer skies
Through the idyllic canvass
And riotous colour splattered there
The joy of my first realised ,and acquitted sensual pleasure .

To a place where I lie
Beneath an apple tree
As the dusk of spent rapture
Laps at my feet ,
And our embrace exudes the sent of cloying fluids
Which fuse with the decadent smells
Of late leaves in autumn :

To lie under the chilled twilight
On the dew damp grass
Stroking the dimpled sweat on her gentle face,
Asleep in my lap
As the dusk consumes us both in this languor.

But the symphony escapes me now
And only the heady smell of oils ,
Obscured , formless on a flaccid canvass :
-These , come with feeble memories
Of the fire that once glowed fierce within me
And I turn back from a history of high exuberance and youth
To my monochromed world
And t I salute that urge.

This urge,
To rise up . and flee back in time
Past the withered leaves of bitter memories
Through the symphonies of endless summer skies





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