A distant whisper
Trapped in echo
Of a time
Now distant gone
In the colour
Of the rainbow
A long forgotten
Summer sun.
Where grass it danced
In meloncholy
Vision hazy
Early years
Of a lost love
Singing sweetly
On warm days
Unaware.
Yes distant whisper
Trapped in echo
Your call transfixed
As memory sways
Many thanks
For returning
From those sweet
Summer days.
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Author:
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
Online) - Published: May 3rd, 2026 01:47
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Comments3
You spending those summer days at the bus stop?! lol.
The distant whisper of bus wheels turning lol
Nostalgic, warm memories and the passage of time. Well done
thanking you much appreciated
You are most welcome
Well written. Your poem delves into themes of reminiscence, loss, and the beauty of fleeting moments. It captures the essence of childhood innocence and the warmth of summer experiences, contrasting them with the inevitable passage of time.
thanking you and as always much appreciated
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