Category Archives: Summer

Summer Holiday?


As much as Cliff Richard
Laurie Peters and the Shadows
Are having a fun-filled
Sun-filled Summer Holiday
In Paris in 1963
I still can’t decide
Whether this bank holiday
Is a part of our Summer
Or is Summer just a figment
Of my imagination
A pigment of which
Is definitely grey.

Some Are…


Summer born to die
Summer brief is your reign
Summer days drifting, then… away!
Summer is icumen in
And those cuckoos will be singing far too loudly
Summer will soon be gone
Dead being Dodo
Summer cycle rides
Summer cycles
Summer psychs us up
Summer chieve greatness
Summer – how long
Will it stay?

Or… just enjoy it when it arrives

“Sing loudly, Cuckoos!”