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Season of Summer Love Poem

As a nationally certified and licensed professional counselor, Janis helps her clients resolve relationship conflicts and trust issues.

Summer Love

There's nothing sweeter than finding love during the summer months.

There's nothing sweeter than finding love during the summer months.

Love is Seasonal

We cannot predict when we'll meet that special someone with whom to have a romantic relationship. The magic can happen anywhere, at any time, unexpectedly or even with some planning. Once found, that special relationship begins to take shape as two people get to know each other, spend quality time together and develop a closer bond.

The excitement of intimacy can start off slowly, picking up speed, accelerating to steep highs, followed by deep dives. This course is the nature of most relationships which at times can mirror the seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter. The poem below focuses on how the season of summer is the time the relationship heats up and reaches its peak of growth and enjoyment, as it sits within the realities and hopes of the other three seasons.

Flowers Bloom

Blooming flowers are commonly symbolic gifts of love.

Blooming flowers are commonly symbolic gifts of love.

Season of Summer Love


The seeds of love fertilized

Watered with tears of want

Awakened by rays of sunshine

Ready to spring into bloom

Rooted in new beginnings


Love ignites as eyes meet

The season's heat warms longing souls

As beams of light bake bare skin

Bright roses reach their peak

Like mountain tops pierce the sky


Our intimate time lengthens

Extending past our realities

Moving through the longest days

Into a midsummer night's dream

We rouse the sleeping poet of love


Days grow shorter as closeness wanes

We feel the change of seasons

The roller coaster ride takes dips

We hold tight to rails of promises

Slipping away like brief memories


The heat of summer subsides

Love's season takes a turn

Like the colors of tree leaves

Falling from strong branches

Our one heart breaks in two


The air between us turns cold

The flower vase is bare

Blankets of snow too heavy

As the season closes

We wait for the return of spring


JLE 2021

Seasonal Change

Relationships move in stages reflective of seasonal change.

Relationships move in stages reflective of seasonal change.

"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate:

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

And summer's lease hath all too short a date."

— William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets

End of Summer

Memories fade, dreams start to crumble as summer love comes to an end.

Memories fade, dreams start to crumble as summer love comes to an end.

"Things growing are not ripe until their season."

— William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream

Love Ends

The end of summer love is as numbing as the freezing cold of winter.

The end of summer love is as numbing as the freezing cold of winter.

The Season of Your Relationship

"Summer" as Word Prompt

This poem article was created in response to the word prompt "summer," offered by fellow HubPages writer and poet Brenda Arledge. When I saw week 27's word prompt, I immediately thought about relationships and was inspired to talk about the "seasons" we go through as we engage with our intimate partners over time. I wanted to stick to the challenge by putting more emphasis on summer as the 'hottest" time for relationships with all the opportunity for love to bloom during the summer months. But I couldn't talk about summer love without contrasting the realities of how turbulent relationships can be as seen through the lenses of the complete cycle of seasons.

Brenda has created an on-going challenge to our community of writers, prompting us to stretch our thinking and creative writing skills. Her word prompts help us poets tap deeper into our senses, allowing our muses to come forth. Brenda does not realize that she has become the muse. Thank you, Brenda, for another great word prompt exercise.

© 2021 Janis Leslie Evans

Comments

Janis Leslie Evans (author) from Washington, DC on September 01, 2021:

That's great to know, Nella. I'm pleased you found it relatable. Thank you for taking the time to read it.

Nella DiCarlo from Guelph, Ontario on September 01, 2021:

Enjoyed this poem very much. Very relatable and well written.

Janis Leslie Evans (author) from Washington, DC on September 01, 2021:

Thank you kindly, Maryam, for your comment and for reading it.

Janis Leslie Evans (author) from Washington, DC on September 01, 2021:

Brenda, I really appreciate this thorough summary and critique. You hit all the notes and intentions of this poem article. Thank you for posting, thank you for being my muse. :)

Janis Leslie Evans (author) from Washington, DC on September 01, 2021:

Thank you for your warm critique, Manatita. I appreciate your visits and thoughtful words always.

Janis Leslie Evans (author) from Washington, DC on September 01, 2021:

You're welcome, Chitrangada. So glad you liked it, thanks for reading.

Janis Leslie Evans (author) from Washington, DC on September 01, 2021:

I love your comments, Shauna. Thank you for your wonderful critique. It sounds like it struck the right chord of memories for you. I appreciate your visit. Those lines are my favorites, too, giving honor to the one and only master of love.

Shauna L Bowling from Central Florida on September 01, 2021:

Janis, I enjoyed your response to Brenda's challenge. Likening the various stages of relationships to the changing seasons is so befitting. Some couples are fortunate enough to keep that summer passion alive all throughout their lives together. That's amazing.

Several lines struck me as creatively brilliant. This is one of them:

"Moving through the longest days

Into a midsummer night's dream

We rouse the sleeping poet of love"

I remember summer boyfriends when I was in school. Those were exciting relationships that were full of belly butterflies and googly eyes. But once summer ended, the fantasy was over. Oh, the ache of a young broken heart!

Chitrangada Sharan from New Delhi, India on September 01, 2021:

Beautiful response to the word prompt, Summer.

I liked the way you equated love life and relationships, to seasons.

Thank you for sharing this wonderful and creative piece of writing.

manatita44 from london on September 01, 2021:

A very beautiful and topical piece, Janis. Charming!

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on August 31, 2021:

Janis

In your introduction you explain the magic of finding love & beginning a relationship.

Showing us the connection between two people often resembles the four seasons: spring, summer, autumn & winter.

It is in the summer the relationship heats up and reaches its peak.

In your poem "Season of Summer Love", you show us how love's desire is strong in the beginning as it takes root.

It seems like a bright summer day when we feel the heat of the one we love.

Strong like reaching the top of mountain.

The moments we share seem to last forever, passing our wildest dreams.

Then we feel it slowly slipping away, taking a dip as the season changes.

We hold on tight to promises made but suddenly it's like autumn as the temperature fades.

Our love is lost like the colored leaves dropping from the trees in fall.

We are left with a broken heart.

We feel an emptiness as we long for Spring to return.

Your poetry reminded me of William Shakespeare's poem and then I see you included it in the article.

Love definitely has its ups and down. The beginning is so hot is reminds us of the summer season.

When it cycles down it wanes through the other seasons like a maze. Eventually turning brutally cold as we hope for Spring to refuel our love.

Great write.

I'll post a link in the word prompt article.

P.S. ~ No, I haven't thought of myself as a muse.

Maryam Fatima from Pakistan on August 31, 2021:

Beautiful Love poem.

Janis Leslie Evans (author) from Washington, DC on August 31, 2021:

Thank you, John. I always appreciate feedback from you. So glad you enjoyed it.

John Hansen from Gondwana Land on August 31, 2021:

Jan, This was wonderful response to Brenda’s prompt, “summer.” I like how you compared the summer and the other seasons to intimate love.

Yes, I agree, Brenda has become a muse for many.

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