An Ode to a Lawn

Lawn Au Naturel

©2012 Mollie Pearce McKibbon

dandelion

Dandelion salad, dandelion wine,

Don’t you wish your lawn was mine?

Dandelion fuzz balls standing tall,

How very sad that you have none at all.

Dandelion wishes, dandelion schemes,

Buttercup kisses, dandelion dreams.

Please, keep your roses, I’m beguiled

By wild flower bouquets picked by a child.

Spraying and digging may seem wise but

Dandelions are just sunshine in disguise.

Yesterday’s Sunshine

th-3Yesterday’s Sunshine ©Mollie Pearce McKibbon

Have you ever gazed

At the clouds sailing by

On a warm summer’s day

When the breeze is a sigh?

The world seems so green

And the grass smells sweet,

It is soft on your back

Though it tickles your cheek.

The sun melts your skin

Like butter in the pan

And cloud-shadows passing

Make a cooling fan.

On days honey bees

Are so lazily playing,

The boughs of a willow

Are not even swaying.

Life seems a dream,

Forever its scope;

Times spent in wonder

Bring visions of hope.

Bank all these moments

In your vault labelled “Joys”

So you can reclaim them

And quiet the noise

That worries and struggle

Bring into each day.

Let yesterday’s sunshine

Simply fade it away.

Two Summer Poems

sheer curtain blowing

 

Here are two poems that I wrote for summer.  I know that the season is on its last legs but we need to pause and appreciate all its beauties until the last moment.

 

Summer Breeze

© Mollie Pearce McKibbon

 

Summer breeze is a dancer

of exquisite grace.

Her skirts billow on the window sill,

twirling to a waltz,

lifting and swirling to an unheard score,

performing shadow ballet

across a sunlit floor.

 

 

Cantata

© Mollie Pearce McKibbon

 

And the sun comes

Suddenly

through the trees –

a blessing of warmth

upon grass and leaf,

curling up dripping boughs,

lifting insects

from their secret purposes,

calling forth creepers

brooding beneath stones,

inspiring humble croakers

to choruses and arias

after the rain.