Here's this weeks prompt.
Here's mine: Playlist - Vivaldi four seasons (summer).
TWILIGHT IN SUMMER
When the day is done and the sun is over
And the summer heat won’t let you settle down
When sleep is as rare as a four leafed clover
And the twilight noise echoes all over town
You drink another drink to the god of night
And then thank your lucky stars when you don’t drown
You can’t always be wrong, some things must be right
They say that yesterday was the longest day
You can bet that the kids will sleep ‘til twilight
They told me all about taking the subway
Don’t do it after dark, man! the first kid said.
They showed me how to get back after the play
Don’t walk in the twilight zone or you’ll be dead!
Don’t let twilight in summer go to your head.
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Sorry I've not been around for a couple of weeks, I couldn't make this machine work properly. I have been having trouble posting and leaving comments, but things seem to be working again tonight.
ReplyDeleteGlad you got things sorted.
ReplyDeleteI let summer twilight go to my head a bit...
Summer twilight does have a habit of going to my head. Such a lush and luscious time. Why didn't I think of those words earlier, when I was struggling with my sonnet?!
ReplyDeleteSounds like a good night to let the tube / metro be the designated driver. Well written and fun.
ReplyDeleteAha Vivaldi! Love it. You're good at the sonnet form. I remember one you did on smoking.Good to see you again Andy!
ReplyDeleteway too familiar with those three-leafer nights, I'll have a drink with you.
ReplyDelete(if I remember right, not everybody in the Twilight Zone is out to get you)
Great rhythm, Andy. Warm, light nights certainly disturb the system.
ReplyDeleteLike those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer, your sonnet hits the mood spot on. Thankyou.
ReplyDeleteYesterday, or June 21, it didn't get dark till about 7:30. Twilight lasted about 5 minutes - no time to walk anywhere.
ReplyDeleteGood advice..., and well constructed sonnet. I like, "When sleep is as rare as a four leafed clover..." Hot summer nights, you naile them.
ReplyDeleteNow here's the trick:
ReplyDeleteDON'T THEY YOU AND WHEN
Don’t let twilight in summer go to your head. Don’t walk in the twilight zone or you’ll be dead! Don’t do it after dark, man! the first kid said.
They showed me how to get back after the play They told me all about taking the subway They say that yesterday was the longest day
You can bet that the kids will sleep ‘til twilight You can’t always be wrong, some things must be right You drink another drink to the god of night
And then thank your lucky stars when you don’t drown And the twilight noise echoes all over town And the summer heat won’t let you settle down
When sleep is as rare as a four leafed clover When the day is done and the sun is over