July's Dance

Robert Hagan 1947 - Australian Impressionist painter -


Driving the convertible 
with the top down
along the coastal highway,
mirages shimmer while hinged 
to hot asphalt before me
familiar aromas of the seaside
and on the radio -
 a blitz of summer hits 

White sand on my nose and

between toes, cures woes 
lingering near me.

Andalusian colors and 
ambrosial scents of rose hedges 

meet billowy clouds 
at my favorite beach and 
sail into my heart 

overflowing

Caressing my ankles, 
sparkling sea gems circle 
in water;

  ringlets of cares 
subside in sea foam

With sounds of gulls and waves

my sadness leaves me.

At night, a tiger sky 
descends around me

Ancient whisperings

lead me to dance in firelight

I sleep in tall grass 
bathed in moon light,
awake to a new dawn

These things complete me 

and restore my soul

How stars are born..

Posting today over at imaginerytoads website where you will find more poetry with ditties and other images of frogs and stories..

Within the sanctuary of the soul
abides a spark,the innermost ache of
love -
infinite stories of all the ages,

joys, tribulation, sculpted images
of shed tears 
And when one feels forsaken, and does not
fathom the reasoning why, miracles
occur

Acceptance transforms us, in contrast, to
a state of sheer delight in living through
grace -
light from trillions of stars touches us, spills
into our divine space, and splashes our
essence
into tapestries of art all around,
surrendering to the echoing songs
of eternity