Sunday, August 06, 2006

Poems for cooler weather

A wishful ode to the turning of the season & cooler, wetter weather.

The morns are meeker than they were by Emily Dickinson

The morns are meeker than they were --
The nuts are getting brown --
The berry's cheek is plumper --
The Rose is out of town.

The Maple wears a gayer scarf --
The field a scarlet gown --
Lest I should be old fashioned
I'll put a trinket on.

A Night-Rain in Summer by James Henry Leigh Hunt

Open the window, and let the air
Freshly blow upon face and hair,
And fill the room, as it fills the night,
With the breath of the rain's sweet might.
Hark! the burthen, swift and prone!
And how the odorous limes are blown!
Stormy Love's abroad, and keeps
Hopeful coil for gentle sleeps.

Not a blink shall burn to-night
In my chamber, of sordid light;
Nought will I have, not a window-pane,
'Twixt me and the air and the great good rain,
Which ever shall sing me sharp lullabies;
And God's own darkness shall close mine eyes;
And I will sleep, with all things blest,
In the pure earth-shadow of natural rest.


CindyS said...

What!! What are you doing!! I can't have the season change now!! I'm a summer person - okay, the heat has been a bit much but I'm sooo not ready for the summer to be over.


Aren't I just a ray of sunshine ;)


Bookwormom said...

LOL Cindy- If we lived in Canada I'm sure I'd be a summer girl too. However- I'm roasting at the moment. *Blows thoughts of COOL autumn breezes at Cindy*

CindyS said...

*I block your COOL autumn breezes and send them back to you!!*

I'm going to go do a sunny hot day dance. I'm sure there is some sort of dance for that!! ;)

The heat wave broke here and now the nights are very cold. Yeah, being Canadian can blow sometimes!


Bookwormom said...

Cindy- Cold already?! It's only August! You can come to my house & enjoy our weather instead. LOL