Summer is
a meandering path,
mowed green,
leaf music,
birdsong bursts,
shade on a hot day,
flowers nodding.
Drowsy days
of sleepy warmth,
a trowel full of earth,
loamy and damp,
ready for roots,
ready for rain,
gardeners nodding.
Copyright 2018 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes: Does the heat make you sleepy? Or are you energized? All winter long, I dream of summer. I’m thankful for each warm day, the time of year when New England shines. Happy Poetry Friday and thanks to poet Margaret Simon at Reflections on the Teche for hosting. Congrats to her for her new book of poetry, Bayou Song.
51 thoughts on “Gardens Green”
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Friendly Fairy Tales 
greetings from Japan. I love this!
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Thanks! Greetings from New England in the USA.
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“Drowsy” – yes! We’re back in full swing at school now, and I’m missing those sleepy summer days! Ruth, thereisnosuchthingasagodforsakentown.blogspot.com
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I hope you and your students adjust well and find your fun. 🙂
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The poem is rich, and the pic is luscious. Thank you, Brenda!
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Thanks, Resa. Not too many lazy days left.
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I love the scent of damp loamy earth…gorgeous photo to go with your poem.
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Thanks, Linda. Always more gardening to do than I have energy. 🙂
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The dry Texas heat has made me very sleepy! Your poem makes me dream of early summer days. It’s wonderful!
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I can only imagine the heat, and I remember the heat of Palm Springs in August. So hot I felt breathless.
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A delight-full description of summer!
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Thanks, Mary Lee.
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As calm and relaxing a poem as I’ve read in a long time – nice!
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Thanks, Matt.
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Our summer is so hot that it’s impossible to think about getting outside in the garden. I love the structure of your poem and the repeated nodding. Also love “birdsong bursts.”
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It’s been 70 to 80 here and gorgeous.
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
‘FRAID I PREFER SLIGHTLY COOLER WEATHER! 🙂 IT TAKES SOMETIME THREE SHIRTS TO GET THROUGH A HOT DAY! NICE VERDANTLY ABUNDANT GARDEN, AND VERSE!
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Thanks, Jonathan. I prefer 75 degrees myself. Fall is my favorite season for the color and cooler temps.
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GOTCHA. 🙂
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Gorgeous garden and poem–both are so lush with life and green. I’m definitely in the heat makes me sleepy–maybe it’s left from those long, muggy summer days in the south when everything slowed down in the oppressive heat. On the other hand, give me a crisp, cold day–snow or sunshine–and I’m ready for adventure!
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Perhaps that’s why I live in the North, as I have more energy on a 50 degree day than I do on a 90 degree day. If only the temp would stay between 55 and 75, I’d be a happy soul.
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I do love that both flowers and gardeners are nodding together! Beautiful summertime harmony, Brenda. 🙂
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Thanks, Michelle. Harmony makes for good music, all around.
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Dear Brenda, the heat DOES make me sleepy! I am like summer, ready for roots, ready for rain…and cooler days! Thank you for your poem and the dreamy pic! xo
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I will miss summer. Luckily, we poets can always find its warmth in words.
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So lovely!!😃
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Thanks!
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Brenda, this can be another lovely addition to my summer gallery for it captures summer as a drowsy day season where we can meander through life. This is a wonderful poem and photo combination just waiting for more eyes to view it as a digital inspiration.
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A lovely thought, Carol. Perhaps I will.
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Your poem really captures verdant, dreamy days, Brenda. ❤ I like Molly's comment about wondering what she will harvest from her summer cultivation. It's the mystery that keeps things interesting!
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Thanks, Tabatha. Yes, I like Molly’s comment, too. Could be a third stanza ending with poets nodding.
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I am a summer girl, too, but summer does make me drowsy. Lovely poem for a lovely garden scene.
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Thank you. The long days make me drowsy, but the kids never seem tired. 🙂
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i love all of this, and i love summer, for it’s warmth and welcoming light.
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I love summer for how uncomplicated it is, so many gifts every way you turn.
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Lovely, animated, meandering poem of summer Brenda! I’m happy to make her acquaintance, she’s welcome anytime. Gorgeous pic too, where is this enchanting place … can we have her stay a bit longer. Thanks Brenda!
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The photo is from a bent wood gazebo with three chairs in sizes for Papa Bear, Mama Bear and Baby Bear. Elm Bank, Wellesley, MA. Something is always blooming.
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Fun, thanks Brenda.
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I love each part, Brenda, a lovely nod to all the joys, but I smiled at those ‘gardeners nodding’. Love the picture too!
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Isn’t it a wonderful place? We visited it again today. Glorious.
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One of the things I love most about summer is the time to meander. Your poem makes me consider what roots I may have put down during these peaceful, wandering days of summer, intentionally or not, and what may grow from them. Lovely poem and beautiful photo!
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What a poetic comment, Molly. I look forward to seeing what blooms from the roots you’ve laid this summer, too. Perhaps a book?
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Beautiful Brenda …… ⭐️😊👍
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Reblogged this on Ace Friends & Bloggers News.
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Ah, summer. I’m a bit sad that our summer has had a lot of smoke filled skies. Today a marine layer came through to mix with smoke. I love each season honestly.
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I love them all in different ways, but summer is so much easier. No shoveling, no ice, no salting the driveway.
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Beautiful and tranquil thoughts!
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Thanks, Tina! I hope things are well with you.
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A most beautiful and touching poem, Brenda!
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Thanks, Peter. I love this time of year.
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