Sunday, June 6, 2010


some summer ramblings

summer's wrought me crooked
a condemned abandoned barn
to the right of the highway
and the hot wind blows right through

summer's wrought me thoughtful
i do sometimes think of you.

in the heat i'm a slow walker
with nothing else to do
i'm as heavy as a flour sack
and i sometimes think of you.

lately my transparencies
-washed up piece of sea glass-
once told, i had beauty in reserves

but i always tell when asked.

summer's wrought me joyous
for the little things
as full of love as a golden anniversary

the heat lowers my eyelids
the bay is grey and smooth
i think about the same old things
and sometimes think of you.

summer's wrought me sleepy
i sometimes, languid, make mistakes
but i label them as practice
as it's too late to hit the brakes

on what i've done.


4 comments:

Variable said...

love it! my poetry class starts this eve

Gold Leaf said...

this is so so good

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Master of None said...

I've read this one a few times now, and each time I like it more.
Really good.

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