Summer

Good morning from the lakeside deck ~

Then It Was Gone

A marching band came by
this morning
in stark white uniforms
~ floating by ~
even steps throughout
left to right
in the middle and centered squared
marching all the way down the cove

I saw their feathered hats
tipped back
in great salutes
to the bright blue skies above
as they passed
right by
in front of the grand
viewing stands

I heard their last
music playing
as they trailed
out of sight and sound
on their way south
to join in
just another
popup parade

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Poetry, Summer

Under the Spreading Chestnut Tree

I’m late — I’m late — but this was written for dVerse Poetics yesterday – Claudia Shoenfeld hosting Meeting The Bar at #dVersepoets with today’s task: Claudia asks us to  “be a bit brave,mix things you wouldn’t usually like…

cats and petroleum jelly
ice cream and motor oil
raccoons and watercolor cakes
missiles and flower poets

…think about contradictions and serve them up boldly place things in an environment that doesn’t seem to fit have fun! – and season to taste! If you need inspiration – Charlie Zero by the way is quite good with this.”

Only you can remember like you do

Under the spreading chestnut tree

I stand with my white horse

Watching dreams come true

Among the wooden ladders and Coke-a-Cola bottles

Waiting in line with Zippo and Ford

Seeing blue skies and memories hung by steel hooks

And I waiting my turn

Hey, you want to try something new?

Fried chicken, now those are real legs to stand on!

Hey, you want to go for a summer swim?

Kayak shores, finding flower blossoms and apple cores!

Only you can remember like you do

Look the very way you do

Out underneath the old fashioned street lamps

Strolling down the vintage shopping mall

Standing with your music held high!