The original was written on 12/23/2008. A new version has been birthed from the old one. This has been extremely revised.
Upon all the parched gardens and grass,
Shivery shadows elongate and shimmer,
Where they await for the hot summer to pass.
Into the meadows they steadily sweep,
Perishing into the nebulous night
Where the cooled shade breathes.
And become blended from sight.
The Gentians dream of misted gardens-
Kissed again on a new horizon-
With rainbowed rays renewed in the sun.
Melodic memories become sealed in songs.
Guitars quietly strummmed when played
Complete the day spent and soon gone-
In the sun’s last flickering glimmer
Upon all the parched gardens and grass
Shivery shadows elongate and shimmer,
where they await the hot summer to pass.
By Clara Mae Gregory
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~Poetry is the art of substantiating shadows, and of lending existence to nothing. -Burke
Poetry by Clara Mae Gregory
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Written on 2026-07-06 at 21:51
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Shivery Shadows
In the sun’s last flickering glimmerUpon all the parched gardens and grass,
Shivery shadows elongate and shimmer,
Where they await for the hot summer to pass.
Into the meadows they steadily sweep,
Perishing into the nebulous night
Where the cooled shade breathes.
And become blended from sight.
The Gentians dream of misted gardens-
Kissed again on a new horizon-
With rainbowed rays renewed in the sun.
Melodic memories become sealed in songs.
Guitars quietly strummmed when played
Complete the day spent and soon gone-
In the sun’s last flickering glimmer
Upon all the parched gardens and grass
Shivery shadows elongate and shimmer,
where they await the hot summer to pass.
By Clara Mae Gregory
☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡
~Poetry is the art of substantiating shadows, and of lending existence to nothing. -Burke
Poetry by Clara Mae Gregory
Read 5 times
Written on 2026-07-06 at 21:51
