our
summer love song
those certain
singing days be-
ginning to end. . .
perhaps a bit
off-key, at times,
yet, still singing
our summer song
——
run around all day
intertwined with poetry
you and I, yes, us
——
I am
because
these words exist
——
atmosphere
inflated by the
wings of birds
ayaz daryl nielsen, veteran, hospice nurse, ex-roughneck (as on oil rigs) lives
in Longmont, Colorado,
USA. Editor of bear creek haiku (30+ years/140+
issues)
with poetry published
worldwide (and deeply appreciated), he also is online at: https://bearcreekhaiku.blogspot.com
very thoughtful & thought-provoking
ReplyDeletethank you, sir!
DeleteDear ayaz,
ReplyDeleteA very impressive composition. I have read it a few times and each time your words became more beautiful.
Best wishes,
Inge
many cheers and accolades for Inge! ayaz daryl nielsen
DeleteGrand verse; my Imagination spurred, and I thank you.
ReplyDeletewarmed by the noon sun
pens scribe under leaf filled trees
each branch a new word
__ The newer form?
late day sun
trees write as seen
leaf shadows
_m
great! carry on, Magyar!
Deletegreat collection, always wonderful to see your work here ayaz! cheers!
ReplyDeleteNice set of poems, ayaz. I especially enjoyed the first one. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!
ReplyDelete-MJ
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