A Tune for June

In the garden
June
Plays its own
Music,
Winter melodies
Long forgotten,
Spring’s gentle strains
But a lingering haunt.
June is strident,
Brash,
A clash of cymbals
And resonant bass,
Wild and innovative,
Steady, rhythmic and dependable –
All familiar themes
Yet each year
A fresh composition,
A new interpretation.
Always though, the
Beat is constant:
Amidst the resonance
The innovation,
The dependable,
Throbs the greenery,
The foliage
That clothes the garden
Like a cloaked conductor,
His baton bringing
Order and harmony –
And then, no longer
A baton
But a wand,
As June’s magic
Fills the garden
With roses…

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10 Responses to A Tune for June

  1. bcparkison says:

    You are ‘feeling’ your garden today. Fun!

  2. I loved this. Thank you.

  3. I was just thinking the other day that you had not posted one of your poems for some time Cathy. Thanks for sharing this one with us 😄😘

    • Cathy says:

      Thanks Anna, I knew it was a long time and am pleased to have remedied the deficiency. Such a satisfying thing to do…

  4. jacqueline says:

    summer … its tranquility, its heat, its softness to live in the garden … spend a beautiful summer in your pretty garden

    • Cathy says:

      Thank you Jacqueline – it was good to share it and see visitors sitting in it and enjoying it on our open days

  5. Chloris says:

    Beautiful poem, really captures June.

    • Cathy says:

      That’s good to hear, Chloris. My Mum disagrees though, not recognising June in any of it (except the roses, I suppose) – but I stand by every word as that’s what June is like here in my garden

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