Author of "Agency in the Hunger Games"
I’m looking forward to going through everyone’s posts again and picking my favorite!
(These do not come in any specific order or ranking.)
“The air is hot.
The floor is sticky.
One fan in the front.
One fan in the back.
Stuck in the middle
of this wind turbine . . .” (Finish Reading and Click Here!)
“They say,
“seasons come and go,”
but we made one last.
The summer of ’99
It was just us,
walking hand in hand . . .” (Finish Reading and Click Here!)
“In awe I looked at you
And the shimmering dew
Bashful beauty allured green shade
In your welcome they all swayed
When you tiptoed in. . .” (Finish Reading and Click Here!)
“Come walk with me one last time; take me by the hand,
Let both your feet sink deep into the sand.
Listen to the ocean waves roll in with the tide,
Watch the blazing sunset as you stand close by my side.
Hear the seagulls cry out, telling us goodnight. . .” (Finish Reading and Click Here!)
Let the breeze blow your hair back,
Let your top roll back; throw your hair back as you laugh into the wind.
We’ve been here before,
My hand in yours, southern magnolia weaved in your hair just some kind of way,
Singing to the stars, riding the waves of the next adventure,
And there’s nowhere I’d rather be.
Misty eyed and hazy lets get drunk under the serenaded stars,
Throwing the bottle back and making wishes that will never come true,
But God, we act like they will.
The moon rises as you put your lips on mine,
Soft and gentle as a ripple in the lake where we first met,
The one where the sun would filter through the trees just so,
And the water would reflect all that glitters and dances on the mirage…
Next to the fields we would sway in, watching those fireflies dance around us,
Casting a soft light on our interlocked bodies,
Never knowing how we ended up so lost in each other…But I’m getting lost in thought,
Reminiscing on the way we were in the summer heat,
Lazy and wrapped up in nothing but each other . . .” (Finish Reading HERE!)
“long has the heat covered the pain
night after night again and again
with every raindrop a tear I can spare
feelings unravel in darkness I stare
feeling like ice in the late summer spinn
a dementor. . .” (Finish Reading and Click Here!)
(These do not come in any specific order or ranking.)
“The waves
Keep calling
Your name.”
(Read more from this amazing blogger HERE!)
“They met on the beach
“The Summer flickers into the year with lingering regrets;
A medley of melted marshmallows and perfume laced bug sprays.
It’s not a storm like the Spring, raging in, forcing growth and change, no.
Summer stumbles with no direction, as if lost in all this sunlight. . .”
(Read more from this blogger HERE!)
“. . . Sand and smiles with the
Saucy *shush* of the silver waves
Life and laughter lighting up
Little gatherings of lovers
Instead became
The season of death
Turning light to dark
Smoke blocking out. . .”
(Finish reading this story HERE!)
“Summer is ending
The heat recedes
School buses roaming
And school bells ring
Local pools close their doors
Camps and cabins fall silent. . .” (Finish Reading and Click Here!)
(These do not come in any specific order or ranking.)
“The scent of gardenias
Floating on late afternoon air
Sweetly fragrant and tender
Nothing can compare
Spanish Moss hanging in dreadlocks . . .” (Finish Reading and Click Here!)
“When did you know it was
time
to come home?”
When I didn’t just want the sun to bounce off my
skin,
but to seep all the way . . .” (Finish Reading and Click Here!)
“The fire burned, ever so slowly
We watched, as flames grew high
Each stick thrown into the pile
Seemed to let out a hideous cry
As the fiery mass engulfed it . . . ” (Finish Reading and Click Here!)
“The sun sets
After a burning day,
Admiring the last glimpse
Of its Intoxicating rays.
As music dances. . .” (Finish Reading and Click Here!)
“Tension sways a load
Nigh the old window
Deftly gripping with unease
Shy dew drops hold taut
Another year’s wash. . .” (Finish Reading and Click Here!)
While I chose to announce the top three poems/poets when I went LIVE, I knew that I still needed to share some more amazing poetry with all of you. So over the next few weeks, I will be sharing some of my favorite selections from the End of Summer Poetry Contest. (These do not come in any specific order or ranking.)
“Grass so parched it’s barely there
Brown and dry, scorched and bare
Land cracked and arrid, seeking some
Drops of water, from where will they come?
River beds empty, ponds forlorn . . . ” (Finish Reading and Click Here!)
“i had a sunflower once
who i never watered
i thought she could survive
all on her own
one day she dried up . . . “ (Finish Reading and Click Here!)
“. . . Days longer and nights shorter.
In those nights
I manage to always catch
A lone star hanging in the sky
Brighter than the others.
It reminds me of you. . .” (Finish Reading and Click Here!)
“This moon. That moon.
Shared in space but not in place.
One filtered through the trees
The other sea breeze scented.
Heartbeats apart in syncopation. . .” (Finish Reading and Click Here!)
“The workload is overbearing now
…time…
it’s ticking and i can feel the pull of
seasonal change
Focus
I cannot . . .” (Finish Reading and Click Here!)
Both TShaw and Eugenia produced such wonderfully succinct, summer-themed poems with wonderful diction that I could not decide between them. They tie for 3rd place!
“Yesterday, I saw Time
Strumming a guitar. Digits
Professing that
Summer was gone,
Chewed, and swallowed like
A grape. Still, he picked
Strings, pining for her
To return and sing.”
“relics in the sand
farewell hush of ebbing tide
summer whodunits
cosmos of cosmos
hazy lazy dog days wane
summer slumbers
I was designed for a shimmer in blue for a merry sailor tune
for all of the things that titillate you
I can see the wide open sea the salt air breeze
like a veil and ring like my bride to be
and so I ebb and flow I ne’er let go
let the words sing into an ocean throe.
Now my heart throbs and floats and bobs as I ask the cob
why roots start growing where there’s a meal on the hob.
He looks at me with a tear in his eye he says to me that he learned to fly
on a warm, summer day with a clear blue sky but for every memory adventures bring
you never forget your first goodbye.
“Guilded rays of dusk strike
their tendrils through the tree leaves;
the rale of the Summer season
percieved
as nothing more than the Zephyr
that moves through the green
in a calm waft
or breeze.
Briefly
he is appreciated
in southern heat
sticky skin relieved
if but for a moment
’til cool showers can clean off
the gritty salt
of another day’s hard work.
They call for Autumn to come early
come quickly
but will soon regret
Summer Death
when Winter Frost unseats her.”
(Check out more of this amazing blogger HERE!)
Thank you again everyone! With my busiest season right around the corner, I most likely will not be hosting another contest until December when I will be hosting my annual Blogmas Contest! Be sure to check it out then! Meanwhile, get back to blogging, writing, painting, reading, or whatever else you love!
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I have to start off this post by saying how impressed I am by the quality of poems that have been submitted to the End of Summer Poetry Contest! You guys are really amazing!
Also, a huge thank you to everyone who has reblogged the poem, your extra points have been attributed and you have successfully brought in more participants which is what really makes this a fun and thriving contest! For those of you who have not reblogged, you still can to gain those extra +2 points. Also, please do not forget that you must be following my blog for your poem to be eligible to win. I’ve read a handful of really superb poems from bloggers who are not following and it would be a shame for your poem to be considered invalid.
All around guys, you are doing an amazing job! Even from the return poets who participated in the last poetry contest, I can tell that your work is improving and evolving as you are maturing in your writing.
Speaking of a winner, don’t forget that I will be announcing the winner of the Poetry Contest first through my Facebook during the “All About Blogging” live event on September 3rd @4pm PST.
If you miss the live broadcast (I will be sad!) I will still announce the winner(s) on my blog the following day, September 4th at my usual time.
I am really excited to announce that on September 3rd, I will be going LIVE on Facebook to talk “All About Blogging” AND to announce the winner of the End of Summer Poetry Contest.
During this LiveVideo, I will be accepting any question from any viewer about blogging or writing or publishing. However, to help make this run smoother, if you have any questions please leave them in the comments below between now and then so that I have a base to start with. I’m actually a little nervous/excited about going live again (the first time I was completely inexperienced) and I would appreciate your support on that day.
In the hopes that this video will not be unavailable to those in school, I will be hosting the video on September 3rd @4pm PST.
At the end of my LiveStream, I will announce the winner of our End of Summer Poetry Contest (which, let me tell you, it is really heating up! We have got some amazing competitors.)
Don’t forget to follow my facebook page so that you are able to watch on September 3rd:
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