| General Poetry posted July 12, 2009 |
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Each summer is different.
Weathering Summer
by Mike K2
Whether Adirondack chairs, hammocks,grass or sand; every summer brings something different to land. Wrapped up against the heat and sun of the day; so very young, I managed to get blistered anyway. With sunscreen clown-like makeup I was covered; a new found aspect of summer was always discovered. My grandmother and friend in an Adirondack chair, the ant-like world came alive in the space around there. Though only eight, lying with an older woman as we laughed and swung; she married the next year, but how special that was, I always sung. Soon with my best friend, off to the park we raced to explore; with lunch in hand and a, "Be careful!" That Mom always implored. Then like Huck Finn, for a week, I canoed down a river as I camped; sleeping in a tarp covered hammock, my spirit never got damped. Then it was working in humid heat as I profusely sweat, with just enough energy left to show off, you can bet! Then work became dealing with bills, problems and family; there was a seat to find in summer, a pleasant break for me. Now aged, I find myself sitting in an Adirondack chair; with drink in hand, I enjoy everyone's adventures from there. |
Photograph or author taken in May of 1968 at Cape Hattaris. Photographed photoshopped for spotting, color fading correction and to remove Mom's hand from bucket. Sorry Mom.
I am not sure if this poem is my best, but I love the thought of summer becoming a full circle event. To be honest, in Baltimore, it is hot and humid and takes a lot out of you. It doesn't help if your genetics are of German mountain desent as your body will never get the common sense to stop sweating. When I was asked to write a summer poem, I wanted it to be all inclusive of my life. I found it best to represent the developmental epocs within my life and that sense that times are a changin'. I still work hard and run around, but increasingly, enjoy watching other people and children enjoying running around in their Summers.
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and 2 member cents. I am not sure if this poem is my best, but I love the thought of summer becoming a full circle event. To be honest, in Baltimore, it is hot and humid and takes a lot out of you. It doesn't help if your genetics are of German mountain desent as your body will never get the common sense to stop sweating. When I was asked to write a summer poem, I wanted it to be all inclusive of my life. I found it best to represent the developmental epocs within my life and that sense that times are a changin'. I still work hard and run around, but increasingly, enjoy watching other people and children enjoying running around in their Summers.
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