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Frank Mewes

The dusk of a hot bucolic summer day
The land is at rest
Bathed in warm red-gold
A buzzing of countless insects
A concert of countless crickets
A balmy odour of earth, flowers, herbs, trees
A hushed rustling of leaves in a gentle evening breeze
Drowsy bird songs fill the air
The underbrush enlivens
Winged acrobats appear for a festive tryst
Prudently, to banquet on seeds
Wary, in stunning exotic dresses
With voices like wondrous calling cards
They approach from all sides
I sit enchanted
Nestled in a snug blanket
And enjoy the show
Of delightful scents, colours, and sounds
For a magical time of unspoiled bliss
While they gain confidence
In this strange quiet creature
That does not vie with them
© by Frank Mewes.
Used with the author’s permission.


Frank Mewes was born in Germany but now lives in Quebec’s Eastern Townships. Originally a professional cook, he explored and rejected life as a monk, then earned an MA in philosophy and taught college before deciding the academic world was not his niche, either. Now, after years of city life and travel, Frank and his wife Nicole are enjoying a rural lifestyle. While waiting to discover his true calling, Frank enjoys music, drumming, hiking, reading, and writing. He began writing poetry ten years ago as an occasional way to vent his thoughts.

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Perfect title; beautiful poem, ah, a summer's day.... thank you.... Judy
Posted 06/30/2012 11:36 AM

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