Nature’s wheel turning, the
air heavy with water and
the smell of musty tents.
Heat stirred in a bug-fevered
dance. Bees rest lazily across
lush purple blooms, blackbirds
sing a swan’s song, radios
echo the last crack of the
baseball bat. Hammocks sigh,
cicadas drone. One more coat
of calamine across red welts.
Mothers yearn for the school
bus groan as they slip children
into new clothes. Summer skies
swell and wisteria weeps over
blistered fences. BBQ pits give
one final sizzle as these lazy
days are flung across
Autumn’s cool shoulder.
air heavy with water and
the smell of musty tents.
Heat stirred in a bug-fevered
dance. Bees rest lazily across
lush purple blooms, blackbirds
sing a swan’s song, radios
echo the last crack of the
baseball bat. Hammocks sigh,
cicadas drone. One more coat
of calamine across red welts.
Mothers yearn for the school
bus groan as they slip children
into new clothes. Summer skies
swell and wisteria weeps over
blistered fences. BBQ pits give
one final sizzle as these lazy
days are flung across
Autumn’s cool shoulder.
7 comments:
it is moments like this that make me thrilled to be here,, where winter,, really isn't winter at all...
Absolutely lovely! It touches all senses!
You were the first to recognize her from the poem. If you haven't seen the film "Factory Girl," a must see! Thank you for stopping by and reminding me to return!
Wonderfully evocative. I really like that the "days are flung."
Such sensual stimulation...well done! I especially liked the end lines: one final sizzle as these days are flung across Autumn's cool shoulder...
hi white rose first of all what a lovely change in the blog design! i felt so happy seeing this. its really beautiful. and then thank you dear for writing such kind words for me... i read them just now on the mail and came to u to say it gave me a few moments of warmth and happiness. i am passing thru a rough phase of life i'll come back soon i'll try to be back soon amongst all of you.honestly i didnt read much on on your blog my mind isnt so calm these days but i saw it and i loved what i saw.
so much love.
You have a beautiful "garden" but I must tell you that I struggle to read your yellow print on the white background. Is it just my computer - or is it me?
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