A Summer Song Poem by Sandra Fowler

A Summer Song

Rating: 3.1


Outside rain plays its prolonged summer song.
Gray windowpanes record earth's silent cry.
Faint light is just a whisper caught by time,
Words spare and elegant, long lost in space.

Fingers are warmed by what a mood can make.
Touch is as delicate as filigree.
Wind blows the candle of our landscape out.
It takes us, Friend, where all old raindrops go.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Magda Graf 03 July 2007

Another delicately melancholy piece of very musical writing, Sandra.

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Uriah Hamilton 03 July 2007

Your elegant will not be lost, and the line about where all raindrops go for some reason make me think of Jesus telling Peter, when you were you you went where you wanted to go, but one day you will be taken where you don't want to go. God Bless always my poet friend, Uriah

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Cecil Hickman 03 July 2007

nature ha so many wonderful and beautiful sounds i only we stop and listen, , , your words show the pleasantness and pain we may feel when the skys are gray and the rain falls, , , , , sometimes it is a beautiful thing and others, , sadness rains down or loneliness perspires fom the sky, , , , a pleasure always, , , , blessings...Cecil

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Alison Cassidy 04 July 2007

A masterpiece of metaphor as unpredictable and mesmerizing as the effect of oil on water. You capture both sadness and joy in this lyrical aria to life. Your final couplet sings. love, Alison xxxx

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Will Barber 06 July 2007

Fragile and beautiful words about the fragility of life itself - very moving, Sandra. Rain in summer may oft be a blessing, leading to more blossoms. - Will

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Nivedita Bagchi SPC UK 09 June 2010

[MMMMMM]… Mellifluous… Mellifluent… Mellisonant… Melodious… Metaphor…Ma’am Ms. Nivedita UK

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Raj Nandy 09 April 2010

Dear Sandra, I loved reading this poem! We are now facing the Delhi summer! The most trying months will be june & july due to humidity! Delhi normally does not get enough rains, because people cut the trees! I saw your face for the first time on 'Bologi.com' poetry section! An authentic beauty of a face painted by time, and those eyes showering loving grace! WITH BEST WISHES, - Raj

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nomad omnia 20 August 2009

There is so much in this poem...and not a bit of it predictable. Amazing. N

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Meggie Gultiano 17 January 2009

another elegant write from one of the best poet here in PH.And your writes are worth visiting and reading.Glad i found you and your lovely and caring words. Hugs, Meggie

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Tsira Goge 27 October 2008

Wind blows the candle of our landscape out. It takes us, Friend, where all old raindrops go ................................................................... Brilliant minor...Sandra... 10................................ Rindest regards, rsira

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