I believe in honesty in poetry. Whether it is the honesty of simple heartfelt words based upon reality, or the honest portrayal of your fantasies. I do my best. If I am found to be a failure then it won't be for the lack of trying.
A BEAUTIFUL SUMMER
The sun was shining. I knew it would.
And you were the dream of my dreams.
The complex braid is carefully laid,
the champagne cork with silver coin
and the discoloured Polaroid squares,
our keepsakes, are hidden in drawers…
It could so easily have been Summer.
Marrying at the appointed hour,
registered in Brighton by sea.
And on the stone steps, you and me,
we, captured for posterity,
at the beginning of our adventure
not ever thinking of what time does…
Couldn’t it once more just be Summer?
Just one look at the polaroid square
makes my heart skip at your beauty.
And when I looked at you in the sun
today, it was still there to see.
Time may have played its cruel tricks
But it has failed to steal my love.
It has been a most beautiful Summer.
© griffonner 2026
Poetry by Griffonner
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Written on 2026-09-01 at 10:19
Tags Marriage Years Sustainability
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