#NationalPoetryMonth – #SummerMagic – Title Poem

/ Marcia Meara

 

This is the poem that started the book, and I hope you like it. I will probably post one more tomorrow, and then try to get back with my “regularly scheduled programming” next week, if all goes well, and I’m able to resume my normal workload. In the meantime, I hope this one makes you smile. 🙂

Summer Magic
by Marcia Meara

Crawling quietly from his tent,
His dad still lost in slumber within,
He sits down alone on the granite slab,
Coltish legs drawn up to his chin,
And arms wrapped around skinny knees.
He gazes toward the pale horizon,
Watching the sleeping valley below.
With breath held in anticipation,
He waits for the magic
He knows will come.

There! A thin curve of molten red!
A far away sliver of fiery light
Breaks the horizon.
Rising slowly,
It bathes the tops of the rolling hills
In a brilliant spill of gold.
Mother-of-pearl dawn
Gives way to butter yellow
Morning light.

In front of his wide, blue eyes,
The world awakens.
Magic arrives and
Day is born,
Again.

He smiles to himself and wraps
His arms more tightly
Around his knees,
Shivering in private delight, and
Holding the beauty
Close within,
Having already learned
Some magic is
Secret.

Buy Summer Magic Here: Summer Magic: Poems of Life and Love

My poems have also appeared in the following Silver Birch Press Anthologies: 

Noir Erasure Poetry Anthology (Silver Birch Press Anthologies Book 5) Kindle Edition http://amzn.to/2B8jhWX

Summer: An Eclectic Anthology of Poetry & Prose (Silver Birch Press Anthologies Book 3) Kindle http://amzn.to/2BhzE4q

SILVER: An Eclectic Anthology of Poetry & Prose (Silver Birch Press Anthologies) Kindle Edition http://amzn.to/2A3XxPb

Green: An Eclectic Anthology of Poetry & Prose (Silver Birch Press Anthologies Book 2) Kindle Edition http://amzn.to/2jTQsdt

 

 

13 thoughts on “#NationalPoetryMonth – #SummerMagic – Title Poem”

    • I have one final poem to share this afternoon, and then hopefully I’ll be up to business as usual starting Monday. The hole is deeper than it was before I got sick, but I’m still confident I can dig my way out of it, slowly but surely. 🙂 Thanks for your comments and support, Olga, and happy Sunday to you, too! 🙂 ❤

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    • Thanks, Deb! I’m glad you liked it, and now it’s all over but the last one from yesterday. I’ve reached the point where I can sit at the computer longer than five minutes at a time, and I think I can start catching up on my regular blog stuff, and maybe even get a bit of writing done. Yay! Onward!! 😀 ❤

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  6. I love this verse, Marcia:
    There! A thin curve of molten red!
    A far away sliver of fiery light
    Breaks the horizon.
    Rising slowly,
    It bathes the tops of the rolling hills
    In a brilliant spill of gold.
    Mother-of-pearl dawn
    Gives way to butter yellow
    Morning light.
    It is truly beautiful.

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    • Aww, thanks so much, Robbie. That’s my favorite part, too, except for Mac already having learned some magic is secret. 😀 I will tell you that sunrise in the North Carolina Mountains is absolutely breathtaking. Wish I were heading up there right now! 😀

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