Dog Days Are Here
An Example Piece For The Truly July Challenge
Introduction
This is a poem for the challenge that you can take up below:
I thought I would use a villanelle to emphasise these days come around every year and though they may not always be here, there will always be days like this.
The music is "Days Like This" by Van Morrison
Dog Days Are Here
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Dog Days Are Here, Hot Sun With A Cool Breeze
As Sirius Rises Before The Sun
And We Always Know There'll Be Days Like These
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Spending Time Cool In The Shade Under Trees
See The Dog Star Rise Before Morning Comes
Dog Days Are Here, Hot Sun With A Cool Breeze
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In The Heat Of July, Happy And Free
Sat On The Grass As Dogs And Children Run
And We Always Know There'll Be Days Like These
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Come On, Lets Enjoy These Times, You And Me
The Weather's Humid, But We Love The Sun
Dog Days Are Here, Hot Sun With A Cool Breeze
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So Keep A Smile On Your Face, That's The Key
Laughing And Playing And Having Such Fun
And We Always Know There'll Be Days Like These
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Walking Together On A Sandy Beach
Don't We Love Days Like These, Taking The Sun?
Dog Days Are Here, Hot Sun With A Cool Breeze
And We Always Know There'll Be Days Like These
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Comments (10)
This conjures up images of long summer days - with cooling breezes! - beautifully. And inspired by your prompt Iβve written a submission to your July challenge, so thank you Mike βΊοΈ
Currently on vacation with my dog so this is striking all kinds of chords! Great villanelle, Mike!
Way to go on this one. Summer is here.
Your poem is just as cool as the breeze! Loved it! :)
That's cute!
Love the poem, BTW here is scorching heat now adays, it's too hot to bear
Loved your villanelle, dear!
Woof woof! The heavens are barking gleefully at you; fun read!
This was so joyful! Loved your Villanelle!
And we should have days like these more often. The dog is a positive creature.