Poem of the Month: Summer

Recently I re-embraced my adolescent love of writing poetry. Many of them are written just for me, but I have written enough that are not as personal and I’d like to share some of them. And so, a blog series is born. These aren’t necessarily my deepest poems, but I do enjoy each of them.

And now, here is this month’s poem, inspired by this summer that is just drawing to a close for me, as I prepare to start school next week.

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Summer 2015

This is the summer of scorching heat
Electricity thrumming over your body
Crackling brown grass on hardened feet

This is the summer of hugging both
Sides of the border skirting the dividing
Line (imaginary?) between here and there

This is the summer of running farther
Pushing your feet your lungs your heart
Go fast enough and you can outrun time

This is the summer of being betwixt and
Between one thing and the next sitting
In offices and waiting waiting waiting

This is the summer of a rat in the garden
Parsley and potatoes but no peas or
Corn and struggling saggy sunflowers

This is the summer of video games and
YouTube and catching up on TV shows
Way too much screen time for everyone

This is the summer of swimming lessons
And visits to the outdoor pool and drives
To lakes washing yourself clean in the water

This is the summer of racking up PC Points
And Joe Fresh clothes indulging in the cheap
Extravagances of modern North America

This is the summer when it all began or when
It all ended depending on your perspective
A single truth to bridge the gap: I was here

Lazy, Hazy Days

I haven’t been a very good writer lately. The truth is that summer has gotten the best of me. Every day, at least three times a day, the fragment of an idea pops into my head. Whatever I’m doing when it does – whether it’s washing dishes, watching my kids play at the playground or taking a shower – I find myself composing a few sentences in my head. Some of those sentences are even kind of good. They have the makings of a post that I would enjoy writing, with colours and textures I could sink my teeth into.

Before I can sit down, though, the ideas are gone. The summer is dragging them out of me. With two kids at home full-time at the moment, I’m struggling to find time to sit down. But you know what? It’s the summer, and it will be over all too soon. If I work less and play more right now, maybe that’s just as it should be.

So, today, instead of thinking deep thoughts or waxing poetic, I’m sharing a snapshot of what summer looks like in my neck of the woods.

What about you? What has your summer looked like so far?

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