The Summer Sun

Dear Nimmy I so love your poem. It is simple and beautiful and shines with pure happiness and it is a reminder that the summersun comes back for us no matter what. Lovely ! love o molly

write what you feel and know. Especially what you feel strongly about. I liked your other two poems so far, this, not so much. The best bit is It starts the conversations, ... Everything stops moving and talking, even me. See? that's when it is something special to you that you are sharing. Cheers, Jess, Reprehensibly irrepressible

This is a poem that might look like this in free form rather than rhyme: until the morning sun the summer sun rises high in the summer sky, all the passers-by feel its warmth deep inside even shadows have no place to hide when the summer sun lights up the world and begins lengthy conversations of chirping birds and when the summer sun sinks back into the sea, all is silent, even me Just sharing some thoughts, ~Anna "Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it." ~ A Course In Miracles

I love what Anna has done to your poem in freeform I liked your version too but like Jess not so much as the last couple ... keep working and reading thats all I can tell you you have talent love and hugs Jayne-Chloe (Quote:- It is a thousand times better to have common sense without education than to have education without common sense.---Robert Green Ingersoll)

Naomiiii, this is literally really beautiful. So summery :) x