Note to self

birthday shadorma
To find perfect ripeness, catch it (Nguyen)

Midsummer –
seems the sad-eyed Fall
has inched in
year on year
how long ’til we see April
weep buckets of bloom

Fly by night
the waking hours
I recall
still quite young
something like a wilful end
in February

Balderdash!
you’ve ages to rock
up from birth
this July
blow the count of candle light
drink in each moment

© Laura Granby 2016

back with a brief birthday shadorma to link up with Poetry Pantry…and up next is my guest collage poetry prompt @ Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie  – give it a go!

27 comments

  1. In Sweden there is a saying

    “Summer is the best day of the year”

    Winters are long and it always seems to take forever for spring to arrive but once the sun returns everyone goes outside and just soaks it up like plants

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      1. I think all the seasons have their charms. When I lived in a warmer climate autumn was definitely my favorite in the mountains with the leaves changing but in Sweden summer or perhaps late spring are best. This summer has been very warm!

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