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By Christian L. de Frondeville, Rye NY (August 2010)

Summer Dreams

Under the blossoms of a cherry tree

I sleep in the hot afternoon sun

Beating on my back.

I lie in the shade, having summer dreams

About demons and dragons’ epic battles,

Waking up by the slow rustling of trees,             

Sleeping happily

Under the cherry tree.

Our Woods                                                           

The woods,                                            

Silent thick green galore…

I ask for more

On the sandy shore,

Watching the bang of fireworks.

Deer                                                                                                                 

The deer are here,

Oh so small and silent!

Grazing in the world of trees,

Swiftly moving.

Woods House

Lifters and litters

Of wood, you say,

Let’s make a house first come up,

And make the frame.

Out of pure design

We make the walls.

Three days later

They’re still standing.

SUMMER POEMS (Continued)

By Christian L. de Frondeville, Rye NY (August 2010)

Rock Pool

In the rock pool

     Where the frogs graze,

Next to a house

     As quiet as a mouse,

We shriek and jump.

Buoy

In the Sound,

Floating around,

We find a buoy.

We tug and pull,

And then come ashore

To bring a fish trap.