Tag: summer
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Summer that Gives at the Seams by Dmitri Blizniuk
The steady hum of wasps gets louder,as if someone demonstrates the International Prototype of hummade of platinum and iridium,exhibited under the glass dome of the summer noon.The watch on your wrist was a tadpole in amber,showing the girlish time, toy time.Here’s the country house, ivy-clad,a green poodle rearing on its…
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Measured in Hours by Philip Andrew Lisi
Measured in Hours My grandfather’s John Deere lawn tractorwas a 420 model with special modifications–a steel platform bolted onto the front end,big enough for three five-gallon buckets of mulch,and a suction hose that feeds into the companion grass catcher,secured by two blaze-orange bungee cords from Hostetter’s Hardware.It’s still there in…
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High Dive by Jim Bates
It was a three-meter board. Nearly ten feet off the water. To the boy it seemed like a mile. “Dare you!” His friends would challenge him. “You chicken?” Others would taunt. It was a public pool packed with kids all summer long. It was a great place and…
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Late Summer Evening by Anne Mikusinski
The day’s fever breaksSubtlyAs thin white cloudsTrace eggshell cracksAgainst the fading blue.The heat leavesQuietlyIn sighing gasps ofTepid airCircling the drainLanguidlyAs night comes inSpreading outIts indigo dropclothAnd sprinkling the starsUpon itHaphazardly. Anne Mikusinski has always been in love with words. She’s been writing poems and short stories since she was seven.…
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July Orchards by Sulakshana Guha
Orange trees, bare wreathedIn July’s afternoon heat. Too late I have come, gone are the fruitBulging, vermillion at first sight, now in bags of jute Their cool juice will spill down throatsAnd the orchard shall swell with more, But I, I shall miss the harvest again,And my bags, junk laden,…
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Botanizing by Jim Bates
Two brothersWandering hills and fieldsBreathing the rarefied airWalking through deep woodsVerdant and greenTromping across meadow grassFragrant with wildflowersThey stop along the wayField books handyIdentifying what they observeMeadow rue and sweet cicelyWhite daisy and prairie blue stemThey are botanizingTaking time to step awayTo commune with a wilder placeAmong the white aster…
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summer storms and fireflies by Holli Terrell-Cavalluzzi
fireflies are contagious creaturesi caught one out of the corner of my eyebut when i blur my eyesthe shape exchangesinto a summer mist. underneath my clothessometimes it is the wild ways that find me—fireflies, long summer daysthunderstorms shaking blades of dune grassin the middle of an ocean swim.we get outwhile…
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Natural Summer Love Lost by Shiela Denise Scott
As I push the lawn mower,Past brush and broken dreams,Of flowers growing in fields,That will never cultivate reality,Acres of promise,Buried purpose by law,Suffocated seeds awaiting,To expose the future cause,Only heat, air and summer rain,Can change amid the times,Love lost its circumstance,Bonds dropped its cost,Leaving all plans,Lost,Dare I use the summer,To…