Summer Grace : Writing

Winter Cemetery

Winter Cemetery

A Poem by Summer Grace


All those tragediesSo long agoUnder the snowAre silence now, silence nowBuried in snowAs the markersIn the winter cemeteryGo on and onUnder the winter..
Shadows of Gwendolyn

Shadows of Gwendolyn

A Poem by Summer Grace


Shadows of GwendolynFall on her descendentsShe died young, she's aName on a death certificateIn Los Angeles, gone too youngThe story goes that sheWant..
Summer Nights of San Jose

Summer Nights of San Jose

A Poem by Summer Grace


Summer nights, neon lightsIn the summer nights ofSan Jose, California dreamsThis is what California meansPalm trees and summerNights that people dream..
A Lost World

A Lost World

A Poem by Summer Grace


Forest Lawn, HollywoodDreams some lost worldLong ago, I'll never knowOld stories and old namesDown the years they carryOn to a world those peoplePerha..
Old Ohio

Old Ohio

A Poem by Summer Grace


In old Ohio, a girl smilesWearing a flowered dressSitting in the grass, or takingA photograph, somewhereIn the long ago Ohio of blackAnd white photogr..
The Glamour of California

The Glamour of California

A Poem by Summer Grace


The glamour of CaliforniaLures me from farawayThere's something aboutCalifornia, the beauty ofCalifornia a lingering longingFaraway for a place thatI'..
California Is A Dream

California Is A Dream

A Poem by Summer Grace


California in the rainAnd California in the sunIs California just theSame a beautiful dreamOf palm trees and theSea, dreams realizedAnd those yet to b..
At night in San Francisco

At night in San Francisco

A Poem by Summer Grace


I do not know whatThe air is like at nightIn San Francisco it'sSomething I can onlyDream of the feel ofThe night in San FranciscoWhat is like it walki..
Winter Dreams Of California

Winter Dreams Of California

A Story by Summer Grace


Salt Lake City, 1929A young woman with short blonde hair and brown eyes looks out the window at the Utah mountains. ''Why do I have to be here?'' she ..
Back to Summer

Back to Summer

A Poem by Summer Grace


Moving on, Moving backWhat's wrong, what do we lack?It seems we lack summer timeSun and slumber sleep and sunlightFaraway from daylight thoughSun is e..

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