electric light show
rumbling closer,
scented star jasmine
mingling fragrance of rain,
thrum of cicadas
blending languid laughter,
glasses at the hills hoist
toasting vintage summer
beeblu blog
life, or something like it, in poetry and photos
electric light show
rumbling closer,
scented star jasmine
mingling fragrance of rain,
thrum of cicadas
blending languid laughter,
glasses at the hills hoist
toasting vintage summer
beeblu blog 
You have such a wonderful way with words, Bb! Lovely descriptions…
Thanks, for the compliment, adeeyoyo!
How do you do this, and where’s the book?
ha, ha – thanks, Monica.
Wonderful poem – sums up what I love about spring/summer in Australia – I can hear that ‘rumbling’.
We have had a fair bit of that rumbling down here the last day or two – the storms have been quite spectacular 🙂 And the cicadas have been going crazy which reminded me of your poem ‘Song of the Cicada’ with its perfect description of the sounds they make.
Brings to mind a moment I lived this past summer in the dramatic beauty of nature amidst suburban social pleasantries.
And now we’re on the cusp of snow here…
I enjoy your poems- refreshing.
Thanks, Zoë. I would like to experience at least one season in snow – my sister-in-law sends us the most spectacular photos of Sweden in winter. It’s a whole different world.
wonderful.
wow…
http://loveamongotherthings.wordpress.com/2010/11/07/the-battle-within/
Thank you, Dakshima 🙂
this is cool.. if i tried this it would just be lame..
very cool..look forward to more
Thanks, Sy – your wiritng is definitely not lame! bb.
Summer time in Foyil, Ok is about these things:
Light from the bug zapper
Its not the heat its the humidity!
Damn it Ray you’re gonna burn my field up trying to burn out that stump!
Lets see…If I drink at least two more beers those mosquito’s might not bite me any more…or is it that I just won’t care.
WEEEEWHOOO Hillbillies comin’ of th’ hill TA night!
Well we ain’t much on toast but we do tap bottles!
LOL!
ha ha, great snippets you paint here, 2zpoint 🙂