Friday, June 21, 2019

Summer Solstice

June 21

Holly King regains his throne,
druids dance and crowds cheer
as the Sun shoots a golden path
into the gray center of Stonehenge.

No such noisy celebration here:
only cardinals busy at the feeders,
gardens green and complacent,
only lilies, pink, orange, red and yellow
turning to the light,
only me on the steps
to greet the King

on his triumphant return.


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2 comments:

Nance said...

Happy Solstice! Your poem speak to me this rainy, summer morning.

Granny Sue said...

Thank you, Nance. It's a cool day here, cloudy but the sun breaking through here and there. A nice day for my birthday :)

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