Taming This Tyke's Voice Since 2007

Lavish Summer Inspirations

It is summer morning,

Armed with note pads, a pen

And a mind ready for take off,

I fasten my seatbelt

In a corner

underneath the bower of trees

At our home’s secret garden.


The dainty sunshine lights my face,

And the spider webs

On the twigs in front of me.

There’s really nothing in my head to write,

So I opened the windows of my mind

And the door of my heart

To weave glossy web of thoughts

To invite and capture

Lavish summer inspirations.


I listen to the rustling sounds

Of leaves as the winds blow

Through the garden’s green roofs ~

Their reflections move on the pads

Like mystic shadows tracing my writings,

Flirting with my thoughts.

Scents of ilang-ilang flowers wafting in the air.

Enticing incessant winged bystanders ~

Bees, butterflies, grasshoppers ~

They signal summer!


Random summer thoughts swarm my mind,

So I open the draperies of my heart

And tie the curtains apart

To welcome showers of summer inspirations

Bathing my fiery soul with cool emotions.


The birds’ repertoire are unusually merry.

They seem to rejoice with my company,

Or perhaps ’tis my heart I’m hearing

In tune with the beats of summer.


Outrageous blooms of bougainvilleas

Against the white wooden verandas

Festive contrasting colors

Treat the eyes with priceless raptures

Make one crave for summer flavors ~

Buko juice, fruit shake, iced cola

Water melon, pineapple, mangoes, papaya

Garnished with flowers of gumamela.


‘Tis the season for lavish summer fiesta!


The writers island invites us to write on the prompt this week: “Outrageous,” I thought of using the word in a more positive note. Please visit http://writersisland.wordpress.com to be inspired.


12 responses

  1. Jeques

    You have painted such a vivid picture here with your words. I felt I was there – but unfortunately I’m not!!

    PM00000060000000330 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm04

  2. well done Jeques. sometimes it amazes me how to sit and stare blankly to the universe and then ideas just pop out of nowhere… 🙂

    PM00000080000004330 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm04

  3. very much like keith,, i lived this vicariously thru you… well done!!

    PM00000080000002630 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm04

  4. Just wonderful Jeques. Love your descriptive choices. I also felt that I was walking along with you, enjoying the scenery and scents along the way. Glad I stopped in. G


    PM000000100000005930 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm04

  5. You drew the pictures with your words. Yes, so vivid, and real.

    AM00000020000001030 10, 2007 at 12:00 am04

  6. As always, a heavenly walk through your world. Your descriptive voice has a magical charm that invites to feel what you feel. That last verse is almost lush with beauty.


    AM00000020000003530 10, 2007 at 12:00 am04

  7. Oh this is really beautiful. You have left me with vivid images of summer and the smells the sights and the sounds. Fiesta everyone.

    AM00000040000003030 10, 2007 at 12:00 am04

  8. I really like how you bring different senses into play in your poem. The quiet introspection is nicely offset by the sensory details. 🙂

    AM00000060000003530 10, 2007 at 12:00 am04

  9. nong, another wonderful entry! it’s so beautiful… i love the description and the mood. 🙂

    PM00000060000002430 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm04

  10. oh you make summer sound magical 🙂

    PM00000060000004930 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm04

  11. I always enjoy reading your poetry – so refreshing! This was a feast for the senses! 😀 Well done my friend!

    PM00000080000002030 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm04

  12. Vivid and summer-full work! Nice!

    PM00000070000005030 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm04

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