Summer
The sun is warm, the fish are biting
Snapper, squid and shoals of whiting
Ice-cream jingles sound inviting –
Summer’s on its way.
The breeze is up, the current’s running
Tourists bare their legs for sunning
Seagulls stealing chips are cunning –
Summer’s on its way.
The sky is bright, the waves are rolling
Zinc-nosed lifeguards are patrolling
Cricket-crazy kids are bowling –
Summer’s here – let’s play!
Jill McDougall
- Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #47
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This is a simple but joyous poem which cleverly captures the essence of Australia in Summer.
Jill, your evocative array of images of the seaside in summer had me transported there in a moment. Thank you.
Perfectly rhymed, and with Summer starting tomorrow, perfectly timed, too. Good poem, Jill.
Love this Jill. So Australian and such a great flow.