This end of summer is a dreadful thing

Cherry

By Parson Thru

Fri, 13 Sep 2013
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This end of summer is a dreadful thing

Not felt since the downpour of ‘76

 

That once in a childhood season

Of bicycle-days and parched grass

 

And now, these months without you

The romantic poet's stuff of dreams

 

Never-ending evenings

And weekends drinking in the fields

 

But I’ve watched the evenings darken

The weekends turning damp and raw

 

It’s time to tell the trees it’s over

Show the gardener the door

 

Pay off the swallows – send them home

We won’t be needing them anymore

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The found summer of a motorcycle hermit
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Comments

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

I paid off my swallows today, actually.  But they'll be back, I hope.  Their room's still free, if a touch worse for wear, but they don't seem to mind;-)

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

They probably chat wistfully about you over winter in North Africa, whilst chasing insects.  Bet they can't wait to get back to that house with the lovely garden. x

Parson Thru

Submitted by Bee on

For me, this has a feeling of great loneliness about it. But as they say, all things in their season. Things have a great way of working out with seasons coming round again. Stop talking twaddle, Bee. 

Sorry!

Bee

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Thank you for your thoughts Bee. You're right. Anyway, we all talk twaddle.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Bee on

Oh no! Just realized what that might have sounded like - I was telling myself not to talk twaddle - not you...

Oh dear!

Bee

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Not at all, Bee.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Mark Heathcote on

Nicely written Par and congrats!

Mark Heathcote

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Thank you Mark.  Really nice of you to take the time.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Ray Schaufeld on

Good poem. And (I am not pulling your leg or any other bit) yes - it's a sonnet! James Baxter wrote sonnet sequences with exactly this structure.       Elsie

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Thanks elsie katz.  Nice of you and thanks for reading it.  Will go and look up Mr Baxter - thanks for that.  I've seen definitions, but wasn't really sure.

Ah, Naomi.  Last time you wrote that I went and pulled Kaddish off the bookshelf and re-read it.  It's in my work bag now.

Thank you.

Parson Thru