The Silence of Summer

Pink rose

OFTEN KNOWN
AS THE FINE
WIND BLOWN
AND
SNAZZY
JAZZY
OPTIONS,
SUMMER OFTEN
SLIDES
AND RIDES
INTO A LULL
OF DARK
AND DULL
IMAGINARY
STORIES,
SOME ARE TRUE
AND SOME
ARE BLUE,
WHILE WE DANCE
THE DREAM
AWAITING /
DEBATING
HOW AND
WHY
TO SAY GOODBYE
TO OLDER
TERMS
AND SUMMER
BURNS,
NOW IS THE
MOMENT
TO DANCE
AND GRIND
THE SLIPPERY
FLOOR
OF SCHEMES,
YES, THE ONES
THAT NOTIFY
MANY DARKER DREAMS,
TOSSING AND
TURNING
ON WARM
QUIET NIGHTS
LISTENING TO
NEIGHBORS
HAVING THEIR
FIGHTS,
CLOSING THE
EYES TO
A BIG SURPRISE,
WHEN THE SUN
BLASTS THROUGH
TO AWAKEN YOU,
IT SEEMS UNREAL
BUT STILL
A THRILL,
FOR THIS IS
THE PROMISED
EVENT
COMING TRUE
A WARM WEATHER
TRIP
WITH THE
HAPPY CREW,
DIPPING TOES
IN THE SPARKLING
WATER,
HOLDING UP
YOUR TINY
DAUGHTER
OVER THE WAVES,
WHILE THE
OCEAN BEHAVES
AND KISSES
YOUR FEET

BELOW THE
HEAT,
HOLDING
HANDS
AND
POPSICLES
AVOIDING
UGLY
OBSTACLES,
THE SCENT OF
WARM SWEAT
IS APPARENT,
NOT SO AWFUL
OR TRANSIENT…
BUT MORE OF
A SIGN
THAT THE DREAMY
TIME
OF THE YEAR
IS FINALLY HERE,
ARRIVING AND
THRIVING
WITH SODA
AND BEER,
CRISPY CHIPS
AND YUMMY
DIPS,
LAID OUT
ON TOWELS
ABOVE THE SAND,
WATCHING
OUT
FOR THE
WALKERS
AND…
FINGERS SLIPPING
INTO THE CRIPS
SECRETLY STEALING
YOUR
FAVORITE
LIPS,
SITTING THERE
WAITING,
ANNOINTING
BERATING,
WE ALL HAVE
A PLOT
A LONG AGO
LOT
OF STORIES
AND GLORIES
OF WAVES
AND DREAMS,
SLIDING OUT
OFTEN,
AND IN BETWEEN
SMILING
BEGUILING
THE MEMORIES
OF CRYSTAL COVE
AND EMERALD BAY,
NOW THOSE WERE
THE TIMES
OF THE
VERY
BEST PLAY
STARRING A SCENE
FROM A BRIGHT
SUMMER DAY!

© JW Winslow 8/1/2023