The Summer of love…

To Rick…

The summer of love
is beckoning me
from over the seas,
winter winds are blowing,
assembling a big freeze…

I want to go to the forests
where time lords gather,
crunch over pebble beaches,
and watch seagulls scatter…

Meet me on the promenade,
so we can catch the amber light,
stay awake with me,
let’s put the world to right…

We’ll drink
a little chardonnay,
and watch the greenery grow,
eat victoria sandwich cake
and talk about van Gogh…

We could put on the bee-jees, and sing way out of tune,
hang-out over the rainbow,
and mingle with the blues…

If I was a Jonathan seagull,
I’d fly right now to you,
I’d even request a stop-over
in Timbuktu…

Markets…

I long for the bustle of markets,
stalls of delectable eats,
chitter-chatter in the corners
nuggets and sweet treats…
steam rising from infusions,
patrons all abuzz,
bottomless vibrations
until I’ve had enough…

Oh, to sit in the dining area
and eye-ball other dogs,
stuff my face with shwarmas
while balancing on stubby logs…

Common grounds and conversations,
toppings that please,
vegan aspirations
and everything else with cheese…

To watch Colin the mime artist,
to hear laughter everywhere,
there’s no room to be cranky
coz granny brought her garden chair…

I long to see hippy girls and long-haired dudes,
buy farm-fresh vegetables and
other wholesome foods…

to be charmed by the ordinary,
and taste community fare,
jive to the sound of performers,
sung on a wing and a prayer…

I long to sit with a glass of wine and prattle till I am done,
eat spicy samosas
or a tasty cinnamon bun….

I just wanna be in the outside
with my all-weather friends,
whether it be raining
or freezing,
I can’t wait for this damn thing to end….

It’s a kind of Magic…

Have you beheld magic
in an earthling’s eyes,
in a newborn’s breath,
in an old man’s sighs?
Have you watched how the wind
plays with leaves,
sensed the lucidity of hearts that grieve?
Have you noticed how the stars anchor light,
sending messengers
to uphold the night?
Have you questioned birds
as they swoop and dive
as their songs bring you back to life?
Have you seen how flowers
grow from dirt,
and how their fragrance can ease your hurt?
Have you watched
the moon,
as it waxes and wanes,
do you allow fear
to go unexplained?
Have you touched the wings
of butterflies,
reminding you that you’re fully divine?
Have you enabled love
to be all you need,
as kindness becomes your creed!

Riding rainbows…

We ride rainbows in the sky,
dreams dreams of days gone by…
Sing rhythms with meaningful beats,
drink the favor of eternal peace…

We wish on stars and blue moons,
become drenched by love’s monsoon,
bask on grasslands all day long,
join the gathering of heaven’s throng…

We whisper secrets in the darkness,
feel the intensity of being incarnate…
And when the flavor of life gets bland,
we collapse into
gentle hands…

And let color return to the spaces,
where once
there was
complete stasis…
declaring life to
our higher selves,
from the heart where divinity dwells…

Some of my favorite things…

comfy sitting rooms
diversions and abstractions
adornments of joy…

Mojito Skies…

Skies sparkle
like pink champagne,
with hints
of peach
and vanilla sorbet…

An effervescent sunset
of lemonade,
shimmers with luminosity
unrestrained…

summer breezes whisk me away,
on melanges
to celebrate…
with sleepless dreams
of Sundays,
reflections rise
like baked souffle…

mojito skies
and crisp cocktails,
intoxicated by the details…

 

Imprinted…

“Wherever you are, and whatever you do, be in love.”― Rumi

i’m imprinted with a love
more precious
than this,
in fields of wildflowers
i was tenderly kissed…

and bedazzled
by the ambiance
of sweet morning dew,
finding my bearings
in a charming
rendevous…

letting love’s ambrosia wash over me,
with breath-taking consent
and inborn reveries…

©AllysoAlly2019