Spellbound for a while

Sun tanned sand and summer tide seas
Umbrellas for shade or those short, sharp showers
Magicking petrichor, fostering garden greens and floral
Mimicry of Eden. I remember slow ripening hours
Everlasting heat till the plump corn harvesters
Reeled in time and broke the spell

37 thoughts on “Spellbound for a while

  1. Love the alliteration and such in this poem of yours, Laura. Especially these lines: “Magicking petrichor, fostering the green and floral
    Mimicry of Eden. I remember slow ripening hours
    Everlasting”

    Magical indeed.🪄

  2. I love the title and your acrostic-quadrille, Laura, with which I totally identify. The lines stand out for me:

    ‘…I remember slow ripening hours
    Everlasting heat till the plump corn harvesters
    Reeled in time and broke the spell’.

    They’ve already started round here.

  3. Love the acrostic of summer Laura. Specially the magicking petrichor, whew! Bring in the summertide seas and sudden showers.

      1. Childhood summers were deliciously long. Time has little meaning to me these days. But summer still ends suddenly and winter drags on and on.

  4. “Magicking petrichor, fostering the green and floral” Petrichor is one of my favorite scents. Gorgeous acrostic.

  5. A cleverly disguised acrostic for summer, Laura—with the most spellbinding lines for me being “fostering garden greens and floral / Mimicry of Eden.” May the “slow ripening hours” yield a wonderful autumn harvest (the latter being my personal favorite time of year) 😉

  6. Magic summer, wait for so long and it takes it time coming, then the spell breaks – summers used to seem to last so much longer …

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