a sacred summer's day

Kevin Michael Bloor

Once, throughout the stillness of a sultry summer’s day
I slept, until the stars appeared and moon came out to play.
Then as she rose resplendently when sister sun had set,
I rued the dying of that day with ruthless, raw regret.

For I had spent it senselessly, let hours, like sand, all seep.
My eyes, I’d closed so carelessly, so spitefully in sleep.
So blindly did I blunder when I let it sail away:
that wasted world of wonder of a sacred summer’s day.

  • Author: Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 15th, 2021 02:04
  • Comment from author about the poem: live for the moment
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 16
  • Users favorite of this poem: Accidental Poet, dusk arising
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  • orchidee

    Good write K.

  • Goldfinch60

    But you may have needed that days rest to go forward in each wonderful new day that is coming your way.

    Andy

  • Accidental Poet

    Time for open eyes, time for closed eyes of rest. Balance in life. Nice write Kevin. ; )

  • L. B. Mek

    yeah, I can empathise
    it takes me a while to get used to the oppressive summer heat
    I'm more of a winter guy for productivity
    summer days, I lack the energy
    just want to chill and sip and
    blink, in and out of lazy naps..
    thanks for sharing

  • Saxon Crow

    Lovely poem Kevin

  • dusk arising

    All too easily done isn't it. But I hope you had wonderful dreams of that love you have written about.

    I recall the aftermath of my brother falling asleep uinder the sun and becoming very badly sunburned.

    I enjoyed reading your post today very much. It's all too easy to let a day in my life be 'wasted' in this current lockdown mood for us old vulnerables.

    A must for my favourites.



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