Poetry Sunday-Late Summer Rains


Late Summer Rains



Late summer rains

renew the parched landscape.

Bringing late blooming flowers

Kissed all too often by approaching frosty stares.



Late, last minute visitors find an oasis there

Grateful for each drop of nectar.

While bees sleep on flowers waiting for the warmth of the sun.

Slowing in their quest for rich powdery snuff.



And each day I am there soaking up the riches of a late garden.

The sights, the smells and the silence.

Knowing now the days are shorter

The time for a deep sleep is upon us all too soon.



There is a grace still in these decaying blooms

Like old photos faded with memories.

Gladness mixed with melancholy lingers

As my brain etches these images upon my landscape.



 © Donna Donabella 2015




As I wandered my garden this August, I saw the telltale signs of the seasonal change nipping at the fringes of my garden and my senses.  I do love fall, and the beauty of the tattered and faded garden blooms.  There is a very special beauty during this change as we move closer to the next season.



I enjoy celebrating the seasonal change and invite others who want to celebrate the changing of the season to join me in my quarterly meme, Seasonal Celebrations which I hold on my other blog, Gardens Eye View.  I will have the kick-off post tomorrow.  If you would like to join me in celebrating the new season, check out the post tomorrow.



I am joining in with Poets United for their weekly poetry link up for poets who blog.  Visit them to read some more wonderful verse.

spent flower collage

I am also linking in with the I Heart Macro meme hosted by Laura@Shine The Divine that happens every Saturday.  


I am joining in another wonderful meme at  A Spirit of Simplicity.  It is called Tuesday Afternoon where Kara celebrates a nice slow day in a busy week.  Check out her blog and the meme on Tuesday.



If you enjoy reading this blog, I welcome you to share it with others. I enjoy spreading the blog love, and I appreciate all who come and read my blogs. 






Special Note:  The photos here of the late summer rains and tattered blooms from my garden last year.




I leave you with a few additional words about Late Summer Rains.  I welcome you to download the photo and share it.

Late Summer Rain

All other photos and original content is copyrighted and the sole property of Donna Donabella @ Living From Happiness, 2014-2015.  Any reprints or use of other photos or content is by permission only.

70 Replies to “Poetry Sunday-Late Summer Rains”

  1. the pond puddled with rain is poetry in itself – some lovely lines lingering on the last drops of summer – very nice images of bees asleep on flowers and the rich powdery snuff.

  2. Often we feel sad on seeing fading blooms but in fact that plant’s life cycle continues and it will bloom again
    later or rest until next year even sending her children around about her.

  3. So many intoxicating images and space for reflection in this beautiful garden of words – the sleeping bees were my favourite..how lovely lying in the sun sipping nectar

  4. We do need to take time to soak in the riches of these late summer gardens, knowing that fall is on the way….and it won’t be long before the gardens fade. There is beauty in what we can observe, no matter what the season! Thanks for the reminder.

  5. The late Summer rains are often a mixture of melancholy and joy.. but then again.. isn’t life as well? 🙂
    Have a lovely week ahead 😀

    Lots of love,

  6. There is indeed beauty in the decay.. we also know that in the fading bloom there lies a promise for another spring.. there lies the beauty.

  7. Is that your very own beautiful pond in the photo? Loved this look at the late summer garden. Gardeners are so attuned to the seasonal changes……..I remember my gardening days. How I loved them.

  8. I am enjoying the fleeting moments of summer..there is still much to enjoy..those last warm rays of sun still warms the flesh and makes me want to hold on to each day.

  9. the lingering summer is nicely captured here in awe and gratitude, a lovely lovely poem

    Thanks Donna for dropping in at my Sunday Lime today

    much love…

  10. I love those ‘ last minute visitors’ and images of black and white photos/memories so nostalgic…nice picture and poem match together!

  11. the smell of the rain is one of the things i am looking forward before summer turns to autumn. thie transition won’t be completed without the showers. enjoy the remaining summer, Donna

  12. I liked it, put me in late summer, and the preparation for the change of seasons, soon my favorite time of year will be here…I love fall, and am in crazy in love with winter…the final transformation. It reminds me it is right where I am, nearing end of year, end of life, crazy i love with winter.

  13. You have been fortunate with the rain. The huge storm that hit the east missed us again. I liked you poem, especially, “Grateful for each drop of nectar.” The critters need the rains.

  14. Donna, I was pleasantly surprised that you chose the lines that I loved most for the quote in the downloadable photo. Flowers that are behind the zenith of their beauty still have a lot to offer, “like old photos faded with memories”, I share that attitude.

  15. Gladness mixed with melancholy lingers
    As my brain etches these images upon my landscape.

    Whatever mood one has it is imperative on the part of our memory to retain them. Emotional feelings tend to be remembered better. Great lines Donna!


  16. Oh, I love late summer rains. I wish we were getting more rain here in California. I love your sweet lines, Donna 🙂 Very nice!

  17. Way late getting to the pantry this week.

    I think there is a grace even in fall. Personally it is my favorite season as the slowing down of life allows
    me to feel I can slow down as well. We all need those sleeps, those small deaths that allow us to grow
    again in coming seasons.

  18. You have really mastered the art of imagery. Love the photo and the lines:

    “There is a grace still in these decaying blooms

    Like old photos faded with memories.”

    I could clearly see the faded pinks and sepias of old dried up blossoms and so remember seeing what happens to old but cherished photos over time. I am really enjoying your poetry.

  19. Donna, it hasn’t rained much here ~ especially this week, it’s been very hot and humid in the 90’s. We could use some late summer rains! Enjoyed your poem and photos ~ your pond is beautiful 🙂

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