Tag: summer
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I’m getting giddy as the summer fades
I’m getting giddy as the summer fadesinto yellow fall, and the sky father grants me the comfort of storing his favor on my tongue- enough to close my eyes and know that it will last for the coming snow,the clean pure white that will eventually evaporate as one in the hibernating warmth always underneath.
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Living the Half Life
The drought has made July linger. The air smells of sewer booty, sweetgum, sassafras, fescue, concrete and asphalt. On this long summer day when the light and heat decide to linger— parents let their children play well into the night on the community’s green. Their laughter and the croaking of frogs in the rention pond,…
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Fading Dreams of a Summer Nymph
jump off the rotting pierfloat face down in the lakeyour arms and legs spread far from your torsohold your breath and drift in the sun swirl near the edges under the tree canopiesuntil you feel the stones of others trying to prod you awakethey will watch you water dripping down your hair face necka beautiful…
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Play Ball! (Haiku)
This big green diamond waits for these boys of summer to make it sparkle.
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She Supposes
She supposes a life beyond this wooden bench,this windswept summer day, this clear blue bay with fur seals mewling on the distant rocks.What will her husband, father, kids do if she dies? Nearby, a boy and girl are playing in the sandy grass.Just watching, a father and son, on another bench,we’re talking sports, memories of…
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Northern Autumn and Southern Sun
The cold blows north and the city falls into the cycles of a leafless world. It feeds off the brick, licks the shoes, tastes the cotton of jackets, gnaws hands clutching the last warmth of summer close to their heart, cuddling its last embers, huddling to the next soul with faint fires when it goes…