Poet's Platform Column | 31 May 07 by Janet Nesler | The Scioto Voice | Wheelersburg, Ohio

Summer Dance The summer meadow is awash With royal diadems Of elegant Queen Anne’s Lace. Waltzing with ballroom grace, Yellowtail butterflies flurry To flaunt their delicate beauty; While bluebirds cavort in their finest garb To celebrate a sunny day. Not to be outdone, Black-eyed Susans dance With the flirting breeze And smile at the sun. In eager anticipation, I wait my turn… For my heart too— Loves to dance. Charles Clevenger New Boston, Ohio   Rosemary My mother’s herb garden is a pleasant place. Nearby is my tree-house and swing set, rows of parsley, sage and garlic line the fence which lead to Aunt Kate’s house. Please come to visit my mother’s little herb garden when your summer is far spent. The Rosemary will be full-grown. You will see the various herbs growing from a labor of love. Mother’s love for herbs will make our winter months pleasant. We can all learn from growing The Rosemary in our garden. Mary Woodward Orrville, OH   His Gracious Hands When I look at a beautiful flower Grown from a tiny little seed, I think of God’s gracious hands The Creator of our land, For no man can lay claim To the beauty created By His hands Larry LeBrun McDermott   Tanka Blue skies sunny days For anyone to enjoy Walking its era Looking at beauty around Brings joy to the heart and soul. Maybell Criswell South Point, OH