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Weathering Summer

Each summer is different.

10 total reviews 
Comment from nora arjuna
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color fading correction and to remove Mom's hand from bucket. Sorry Mom.

i feel guilty too every time i crop or mess with a picture. i think this is an interesting approach to tell about summer in stages of one's life. enjoyed it and brought about some memories of my own as well.

 Comment Written 15-Jul-2009


reply by the author on 15-Jul-2009
    I don't fret over photoshop. As a professional photographer, it doesn't make for better shots, but it is neat how it can be utilized so the shot can make it into a concept. With photography, you pick the best and dump the rest. Now I study all more and can bring it into a poem. The ability to alter the image, is a great feature and I don't see any problems if you're honest about that.

    I thank you very much for your review and the compliments. It does touch me greatly when someone mentions that something in one of my poems stir something in them.

Comment from VICTIMEYES
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a pretty good way to weather the summer and a nice write as well, even if it is done from a chair, as long as the enjoyment is present.

 Comment Written 14-Jul-2009


reply by the author on 15-Jul-2009
    Well, for the sake of the poetic idea, I had t age myself a bit, but poetically speaking, I have had to do that. Just something that I loved, dropped out of existance and there is nothing to fill that void. I'll admit that I have a lot of apprehension.

    There is aslo a fool factor involved and I decided that I will only become a fool for someone's enjoyment one more time. Them its a no contest, I strike out for a better clime.

    I thank you for your compliments and this reveiw. Keep in mind that I miss that poetry that you also do.

    Mike
Comment from IndianaIrish
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I enjoyed your fun poem, Mike, but I especially love your socks! LOL Summer does have a way of completely a circle. I love to sit on the porch and watch the neighborhood enjoy the warm days and nights. Nicely done.
Indy :>)

 Comment Written 14-Jul-2009


reply by the author on 15-Jul-2009
    Oh, my mom or grandma enjoyed dressing me, my father wondered why I insisted on long hair when I could. LOL

    Thank you so much for your compliments and this review. I always love to stop and take a little time for the children. It still amazes me how much the few adults that did that with me, figured out in who I actually became.

    Have a great day! Mike
Comment from Amfunny
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This made me want to sit in one of those chairs with a drink in my hand too. Nicely done. Some of the lines seemed a bit off in places, but a minor point. This was still a delight to read and review.

 Comment Written 12-Jul-2009


reply by the author on 13-Jul-2009
    Thank you very much for the compliments and this review. Mike
Comment from Helen Tan
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I enjoyed this journey to the past. Cute picture, wouldn't we all cute way back then! Sigh!

My grandmother and friend in an Adirondack chair,
Now aged, I find myself sitting in an Adirondack chair;
with drink in hand, I enjoy everyone's adventures from there.
The passing of time is well portrayed in these lines. The poem started with your grandma watching you out in the sun...now it's you sitting watching others.

the ant-like world came alive in the space around there.
I suppose if someone took an aerial view of the beach in summer, this would appear like an ant hill, milling with activities.

Then work became dealing with bills, problems and family;
Party's over but you can still enjoy the summer activities.

Lying with a woman in a hammock as we laughed and swung,
I was only eight and she soon married and left, but "Scored!" I sung.
8!! That's a bit young to be a swinging Casanova! I had a good laugh at these lines.

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.
I enjoy this reference to a famous childhood favourite. Oh for the carefree days of youth!

 Comment Written 12-Jul-2009


reply by the author on 13-Jul-2009
    That's the problem, I think I used my alottment of charm up to young an age, now no one thinks I have any! LOL I enjoyed this review and thank you for it and the compliments. Mike
Comment from Nightwind1
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This is a creative look at the cycle of life. Our summers do change as we grow older. I think my days of summer adventures have gone for good. I will be content to waatch my children on the adventures.

 Comment Written 12-Jul-2009


reply by the author on 13-Jul-2009
    I thank you very much for your compliments and this review, Mike
Comment from adewpearl
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eight years old and already flirting with older women, Mike!! LOL and in a hammock, no less :-)
Huck Fin should be Huck Finn
I like how you go from the young buck canoing and showing off your sweaty bod to the older guy enjoying the view of other people's activities from the comfort of your Adirondack chair - the progression works effectively - lots of good concrete imagery in this fun poem. Brooke

 Comment Written 12-Jul-2009


reply by the author on 12-Jul-2009
    Maybe that is why this site has spurned me from time to time. LOL Really the hammock was all in good fun, but even a young heart can struggle to think, especially at the shock at the end of the summer that she married...

    It is better then the story of my first kiss, at age fifteen I brought a eighteen year old to my house. The girl expressed that she was uncomfortable in meeting my mother, so I basically rushed her passed mom. We just listened to music, but at the end of things, my kiss made he pass plumb out and I had to use myself to break the fall. It didn't help things between my mother and myself when she came too and yelled at the top of her lungs, "Wow! I never thought it would be like that." Or that she floated down the stairs and out of the house.

    I fixed Finn, but I would have to argue that it was so good reading, that I never caught the spelling. LOL I am not only happy about the poems progression, but your review of it as well. I thank you for it and the compliments. I love a poem that one can have a little fun with. Mike
Comment from Begin Again
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Mike...

As we travel through life, I think our viewpoint on things change or adjust, just like the seasons do. Your poem about your summers shows exactly that...You still enjoyed each summer but for different reasons.

And now it's easier to enjoy the Andirondack chair and watch others follow the same, yet different path.

Enjoyable poem and such a cute little boy. Life was simple then!

Thanks for sharing. Carol

 Comment Written 12-Jul-2009


reply by the author on 12-Jul-2009
    LOL, my father always called me cute in the photographs and then asked me, "What happened?" I think most will identify and even appreciate or remember their summers as well.

    Thank you so much for your compliments and this review. Mike
reply by Begin Again on 12-Jul-2009
    Fathers....Nice guys, but short on the sentimental side sometimes.

    Have a great day! Carol
Comment from Judian James
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Well you knew with Adirondack chairs and hammocks included in the same piece that I would love this, didn't you Mike?
I like the way you traced your life through summers. Nice!

 Comment Written 12-Jul-2009


reply by the author on 12-Jul-2009
    It was a funny thing Jude, last week a summer poem was requested for a submission, but my thoughts went every where, leading to no where. Then I thought of the hammock, having lived in one for a while... The only problem is that wouldn't be complete, then I thought of the Adirondack chair as my Grandmother's next door neighbor had a set. I also though I would like to sit in one for a while.

    I have a problem with seasonal poems, as I feel that they are best written with tie ins. I do plenty without such, but for a poem to submit, I think these do better.

    I thank you so very much for the compliments and this review. Mike K2
Comment from Kathryn Varuzza
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Very nice poem.
Such a wonderful photo. You were so cute!
You capture life and summer in the different stages of life so well.
I also like the entire visual presentation of the poem.
I like the first 2 stanzas of your poem the best.

The other stanzas are good, and I like their messages but the rhyming is a little forced, and not as good as in the first 2 stanzas.
Overall, it was a joy to read, and it made me smile.
Kathryn

 Comment Written 12-Jul-2009


reply by the author on 12-Jul-2009
    I thank you for the compliments and this review. To be honest, I enjoyed these rhymes.