Pinwheel

I don’t miss raindrops;

they’ve had their day.

I don’t miss March,

April, or even May;

especially when I see

the sweat

trickling down your back

and hope you

pick me

to throw into your sack.

© 2013 Jennifer Wagner

For two prompts.  Margaret Bednar at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads wants us to drip with heat…err summer.  This gorgeous photo is hers.  If you’ve gotta have more go here.  You won’t regret it!  And Peggy Goetz wants us to Feel the Heat in ten lines or less at Poetry Jam.  She’s an excellent photographer as well.  Go here to see more.  Happy summer!

Music Box River

The river sings a song for pebbles

from the bank of wild daisies, white.

I cast them in, with a grin,

and much to my delight,

it plays my favorite memories

of you and me and lavender

on honeysuckle nights.

© 2013 Jennifer Wagner

for Poetry Jam where it's all about the flowers!

 

Meadowdance

Indian Paintbrush, Flickr

Indian paintbrush

and velvet rose,

a butterfly kiss

on my cheek, on my toes—

color me summer, remind me how to sing,

leave lipstick on winter

and the last breath of spring.

© 2013 Jennifer Wagner

Here’s to summer and dVerse OpenLinkNight #100!  Way to go Brian and Claudia and all the pub tenders and poets who make dVerse such a great place!

Summer Zephyr

remembering winter

the limbs of a pine tree

shiver with mine

© 2013 Jennifer Wagner

for Carpe Diem, a daily haiku meme:  Suzushi (cool, coolness)

 

Chelan Haiku

sunrise

on the vineyard

the bees smell sweet

blue dragonflies

tango above

the lake in sea green

white birch night

the heady scent of you

in bent ryegrass

  

Copyright 2012 Jennifer Wagner  

Linked to Poets United #109 Poetry Pantry 

Summer Crickets

we held them

in an empty jar

holes popped into the lid

trickling grasses

and bits of dirt

to make their new home

they were always gone

by morning

set free as we slept

by grandpa

saving them

for tomorrow’s hunt

Copyright 2012 Jennifer Wagner