Sweet Summer

In a land far away from here

A bright sun shone across the sky

In a place where rivers run clear

I found rest ‘neath the branches high

Babbling brooke and streams that cry

Softly to me, and here I claim

My heart and soul that seem to fly

The sweet summer breeze calls my name


Resting in the easy light place

My eyes close and I deeply breathe

Remembering the time and space

For life, loss and the river Lethe

Where I see the faded paths seethe

Into unknown patterns of shame

I see the floating flowered wreaths

The sweet summer breeze calls my name


Begin again, reckoning heart

Do not believe the tired lies

That crumble under the green start

Of a bright new day, if the cries

Of the newborn end with sunrise

How can we say there’s one to blame

For even the red robin flies

The sweet summer breeze calls my name


While asleep, while awake, I dream

As if my hope was to be tamed

I lift my eyes to the light beam

The sweet summer breeze calls my name

After a LONG while, I finally finished this ballade poem! This poetic form is very beautiful but a bit difficult for my free form poetic ways! I was very happy with how this form challenged me to count and rhyme. Thanks Donna for introducing me to the form! Be sure to check out the orignal post and see how other’s responded to the form! Photo by Sixteen Miles Out on Unsplash

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