


Tanka:
summer solstice reigns
golden wheat fronds sway in breeze
crop celebrations
cicadas singing in trees
their songs are a mating call
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Quatrain:
strawberry moon lights
through the thinning veil
fairy land at night
Fireflies prevail
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Haiku:
swimming pool
inviting children
splash delight
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24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge, No. 41, 7/2/24, Part III: The Summer Solstice (June 21 – July 6) Geshi 夏至
Great poems. I especially love “crop celebrations”
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Thank you for reading and commenting!
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I really love all three of these! 🙂
~David
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Thank you David, such nice comments you always give!
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Great poems, Cheryl! I heard a lot of cicadas while we were in Greece. I loved their vibrations.
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
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Thank you!
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Cheryl, I’m so glad you mentioned the cicadas! You describe summer in great detail! I also like how you worked with the different forms. 💜
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Thank you Colleen!
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Each one lovely in setting a scene. I like the quatrain one best.
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Thanks!
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YW
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Beautiful. I can feel the summer heat and hear the little critters. Well done! 🌞
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Thank you
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A beautiful set of poems to celebrate summer
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Thanks!
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You’re welcome 😍
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such lovely verses such images 💜💜💜
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Thank you
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a please 💜
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the imagery in your words is a lovely invitation. Hope it’s a gorgeous summer–not too hot. Thanks for sharing.
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Thanks for reading
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I can just feel that breeze as the cicadas sing! It’s going to be very, very hot here within a few days, so a breeze will be welcome. I used to think a swimming pool would be nice, then as I got older it seemed too hot to want to go out in a pool!
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