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Colors of Summer
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Robert Manchester


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Summer yellows,
lilies, dandelions.

Summer greens,
cucumbers, peppers.

Summer reds,
tomatoes, bee balm.

Summer whites,
trousers, hats.

Summer blues,
delphiniums, jazz.

Summer,
lazily drifting
into September.

© by Robert Manchester.
Used with the author’s permission.

 

 

 

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Robert Manchester lives in New Hampshire, surrounded by leafy trees, stone walls, memories of Robert Frost, and several living poetry legends. He's been writing and publishing poems for 50+ years, but quite prefers writing to submitting. Even so, his work manages to appear in print occasionally and he belongs to the John Hay Poetry Group in Newbury, New Hampshire. Though he views himself as a cynic who writes edgy poems about the "underbelly of life—the junk cars, tumbledown trailers, goat pens in the front yard, and the like—", his work is actually quite entertaining and often humorous.

 

 


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paradea:
Beautiful!
Posted 09/03/2016 12:45 PM
Dorcas:
Cycling transition, so gentle, hardly noticeable at times.
Posted 09/02/2016 10:35 PM
Lori Levy:
Love the simple beauty of this poem.
Posted 09/02/2016 11:43 AM
blueskies:
A gem with shining colors! Thanks, Robert.
Posted 09/02/2016 09:41 AM
Michael:
Robet, Well done--such excellent color-connections, that walk through September's inevitable open door. Michael Escoubas
Posted 09/02/2016 09:07 AM
KevinArnold:
Yes, a gem.
Posted 09/02/2016 08:37 AM
Newf:
Sweet simplicity!
Posted 09/02/2016 05:23 AM
rhonasheridan:
Delightful
Posted 09/02/2016 03:35 AM


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