Crazy Hazy Days.
I love those
Crazy
Hazy
Days
Those
Lazy days of May.
I love to gleam
Upon
A stream
And
Topple
On the hay.
I love to spy
Upon the sky
To stride
Along the shore.
Whilst rainbows last
‘Till May has passed...
I’ll dream...
Forever more.
© Deborah Gordon 2008
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great poem Debs
I love May I think it is the best month of the year the blossom is all out on the trees,apple blossom Lilac,it`s so beautiful but doesn`t last long so enjoy it while it`s here lazy May days love it great poem from Willow
Thankyou
Thanks Willow. I love may aswell, when everythings just beggining to warm up, but its not too hot.
DEbs
just like guinevere in camelot!
those crazy days of May(days of disarray!)! I love them, too. your flow and word choice is beautiful, debs. I love your poems (I'm not much of a crypt fancier, though, so I'll confine myself to the more lively ones.)
Keep it up, you're doing great!
joyce
Thankyou
Thankyou Joyce, you always give such encouraging feedback...
Im glad you enjoyed the write, and this particular one i was quite happy with, which is fairly rare being my own worst critic of my poetry!
DEbs :.)