Poems For Summer Vol. 1

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Kate Alsbury

ITINERANT BEE
DUTIFULLY PROCURING
SCENT OF A THOUSAND FLOWERS.
                -Kate Alsbury 


BUZ, BUZ, BUZ
BUZ, BUZ, BUZ--SAYS THE GREAT BUZZING BEE.
GO AWAY BUTTERFLY--THIS FLOWER IS FOR ME.
WHY? WHY? WHY? SAYS THE LITTLE BUTTERFLY,
IF YOU MAY SIT ON THIS FLOWER, WHY MAY'NT I?
                        -Clara Doty Bates 


SURROUNDED BY HEAT
THE BATTLE WON AT SUNDOWN
SLOW DAYS IN THE SHADE.
               -Kate Alsbury


THE TREES SHIVER

GOLDEN SHAFTS 

BURN THE LAST FROST

FROM WILLOWED BLADES.
                -Kate Alsbury


WILD GEESE WRITE A LINE

FLAP-FLAPPING ACROSS THE SKY ...

COMICAL DUTCH SCRIPT
                       -Soin


IN THESE DARK WATERS

DRAWN UP FROM MY FROZEN WELL ...

GLITTERING OF SPRING
                       -Ringai


PUFFY GRAY BLANKET

BRINGS A MORNING RAINSHOWER

WE ALL HAVE A BATH
                       -Kate Alsbury

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