Invitation to Poetry: Summer’s Sweet Slowness

Welcome to our 38th Poetry Party!

I select an image and suggest a theme/title and invite you to respond with your poems or other reflections. Add them in the comments section and a link to your blog (if you have one).  Make sure to check the comments for new poems added and I encourage you to leave encouraging comments for each other either here or at the poet’s own blog.

Feel free to take your poem in any direction and then post the image and invitation on your blog if you have one and encourage others to come join the party! (permission is granted to reprint the image if a link is provided back to this post)

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Poetry Party Theme: Summer’s Sweet Slowness

The other day I posted a list on my blog of things whose sweetness should be savored slowly on summer days.  I invited you to make your own additions to the list and I really enjoyed reading them.  So this Poetry Party is an extension of that theme.  This week it will be in the mid-nineties and sunny here in Seattle, very unusual weather for us, weather that demands we all slow down and savor the height of summer days.  Summer’s invitation is to linger and and notice the beauty in small things.

If you contributed to the previous  list already consider turning it into a poem.  Everyone is invited to create their own Ode to Summer’s Gifts!

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32 Responses

  1. Your beautiful photo inspired a different line of thinking for me:

    small things

    small things often go unnoticed, but

    small things can be beautiful

    small things can be powerful

    small things make a difference

    small things are how big things begin

  2. I don’t need to be big to know love.

    Even crawling, I still shine.

    Being small lets me feel

    texture

    and

    breath.

    Residing in stillness…

    there is not big or small.

    Only aliveness.

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