In a book the day
is a glimpse of blue,
In a map the day
gives a pin-point clue.
.
On the tongue the day
is a watermelon of sweet,
In the face the day
is a pool of heat.
.
On the phone the day
is a wave of light,
In the eye the day
shatters like glass in sight.
Carry On Tuesday (In my head, I paint a picture…)
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Great imagination–you paint a lovely picture of a summer day
Sounds like a nice relaxing day.
A nice summer verse.
this piece rocks!
Need to think of something for Tuesday myself… Your works are always light and uplifting Ji.
Everyday should be like this summer day in July.
Thanks for a happy poem, Ji.
Fun way to look at things from many viewpoints!
I like this poem very much…what a lovely word picture you paint.
☮ ♥ Siggi in Downeast Maine
Delightful verse. Very fun and playful but with an edge of the unexpected. Love it. 🙂
Lovely summer scene 🙂
A great summer sight of shatter glass..nice poem
Yes, it’s happy and very melodic… It describes my own day. 🙂 Thanks!
That’s a glorious picture you’ve painted. Lovely 🙂
beautiful
Beautiful picture you’ve shared. The kind of day I appreciate.
sunshine, in my life 🙂
nice summer poem.. 🙂
Sounds like a bright and beautiful day. Lovely poem 🙂
The view from so many places gives so many different images. Lovely.
This poem has quite a fun spirit to it. I really enjoyed it.
Love the watermelon verse.
“On the tongue the day
is a watermelon of sweet,”
sublime! love this, Jingle! ♥
Such a vivid and versitile imagination you have, Ji. This is wonderful. Made my a.m. I’m smiling now. Thanks! 🙂
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Why did the day shatter after the refreshing sweet coolness of the water melon on your tongue? Or did the phonecall have something to do with it? Still wondering”-)
Loved the insightful of day. Nice poem 🙂
“In the eye the day shatters like glass in sight.” >> Great imagery.
I enjoyed it!