Open Poetry #49 |
Summer |
Cari Member Posts 411 Englnand |
Summer. The speckled Thrush provides a counterpoint For the Blackbirds hopeful love songs Joined by the whistling postman Steady white knee peddling Down the lanes of early morning Summer calls through wistful windows To the sweaty shirt sleeved wage slaves Living on recycled breath In those stacked convenient prisons Half a mile from Charing Cross Parade you flouncing long legged girls In your summer skirted fashions Laughing at the feasting eyes Smiling at the backward glances As old men yearn and hunger For return to younger days * * * |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
quote: Ab-so-lutely! Now THAT'S what I call the good old summertime . . . er . . . springtime! Gotta love it! ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ [This message has been edited by JerryPat2 (03-20-2016 10:21 PM).] |
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jjote Senior Member
since 2002-12-25
Posts 1088Ontario, Canada |
ahh summer, but first spring, but then though the clocks have already been forwarded 1 hour, it's still winter cold here, winter not yet wanting to give up her hold on the weather. |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Same verse Jerry quoted and anybody says they don't steal a look is lying. Love the summer! Eric true love never looks after it's own interests |
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