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

And 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 I did 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: March 11th, 2018 05:15
  • Comment from author about the poem: Dedicated to Lorraine.
  • Category: Unclassified
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