Summer Dreams
~
vibrant petals glow
alive with the scent of love
feeding summer dreams
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vibrant petals begin to fade
and gardens begin to recede
the life energy withdraws
storing energy in the roots
like nature, I turn inward
focusing my energy within
quiet on the outside
but alive with potential
waiting, storing, building
as summer dreams fade
the glory of autumn begins
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This image of a flower long since faded reminds me of both of the vibrancy of summer, and the coming of autumn. Although we haven’t seen a change in colors or even a cooling of temperatures, I know autumn is coming, along with nature’s retreat. It’s time to harvest, slow down, savor, and store away memories and energy for surviving the winter.
May your summer dreams fade into autumn’s glory.
writing to freedom 
Beautiful poem, Brad for a lovely autumn and so nice to turn inwards with the petals of roses.
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Thank you Kamal. Happy Autumn!
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Welcome 😊😊 😊 Brad, happy autumn to you too
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Beautiful words Brad and I couldn’t agree with you more.. Yes as Autumn gets under way its time to slow down gather in and store those Summer memories… Lovely flowers, My Dahlias are still giving me some wonderful colour, though for the past three days of constant rain they are now looking worse for wear..
Have a lovely week ahead Brad… and I too I think am going to slow down, and just BE for a while.. 🙂
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Thanks Sue. I’m glad you have a real garden to enjoy and anchor your dreams. To savoring the beauty…
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I am very lucky and always full of gratitude to have such a garden 💙🌸🌼
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Yay! 💙🌸🌼
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Brad, this soars! Hugs on the wing.
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Thanks Teagan. Soar on! ☺
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Beautiful thoughts, Brad. I love the shift that happens with the changing of the seasons, and I’m all about that Autumn glory! 🍁🍂🍃
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Thanks Julie. I’m more than ready for those Autumn changes. It’s already 83 and I’m headed out for a bike ride before it gets to the upper 80s!
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Hope you had a lovely bike ride! I haven’t been out on my bike too much lately, but I’ve been out walking – it was in the mid eighties here yesterday with high humidity, so it was a sweaty walk and a bit rough on my asthma, but I still enjoyed it! 🙂
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Thanks Julie. Yes, thankfully there was a breeze!
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Lovely poem.
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Thank you and welcome.
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Brad, I love this so much!! Your words are more beautiful than the flower, and the flower is gorgeous!!! You know how much I love fall, and this is the perfect tribute to both the culmination of summer and the beginning of fall…
“Like nature, I turn inward
focusing my energy within
quiet on the outside
but alive with potential
waiting, storing, building
as summer dreams fade
the glory of autumn begins
~
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Thank you Brooke. It feels good to connect with my muse. To glorious autumns… ❤
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beautiful reflections brad ❤
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Thanks Tania. Happy Autumn!
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you’re welcome! happy autumn! guess what though? we had a little snow again last night! lol! autumn and winter are wanting to play together!
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That’s a great way to look at it. I’m hoping summer and autumn begin to play here. 🙂
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sending some fall fun your way!! weeeeee!
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Yay!!! 🙂
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So beautiful and full of hope!
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Perfection in the marriage of your words and visual. Profound and inspirational, Brad!! Beautifully done!
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Thank you Kirt, I was feeling inspired yesterday.
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Perfect title and lovely image that led to your beautiful write.
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Thanks Drew. My muse came calling.
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Love your thoughts and poem Brad. Energy and force stored within ready for a season to
explore to life again.
Miriam
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Thanks Miriam. I’m hoping to model nature’s wisdom of storing energy for the next growth spurt/ season.
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This is beautiful on so many levels, Brad. I love it when we follow the wisdom and rhythms of nature. It seems … natural. 🙂
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Thank you Diana. Indeed, nature is amazing and beautiful when we flow with her. 🙂
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There’s a lovely sense of melancholy in the second poem Brad, that speaks of the gentle sadness of summer’s end but the delights of the next season to come.
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Thank you Andrea. I’m glad you can relate to my melancholy.
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Powerful.
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Thank you Rob.
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I love your poem, picture and so pleased you are going with the flow, allowing life to unfold most naturally❤️🌈🕺
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Thank you kindly Barbara. There was a bit of struggle, but now I’m back flowing. 🙂
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Lovely just way too beautiful!
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Thank you!
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Reblogged this on From 1 Blogger 2 Another.
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I’m envious of the positivity. Lately, some of my dreams have been a little different:
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Thanks and good luck.
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