Young Summer Memories

By threeleafshamrock

Thu, 01 Oct 2009
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Candy floss and spinning lights
Whirling, dipping, dizzy heights
Top of the world (enhancing) sights
Ghost trains, which distribute frights
Endless days, enflamed twilights
Short and open-window nights
Mosquito nets to stop the bites
Bugs that have no civil rights
Dogs too tired for play or fights
Garage full of sleds and kites
And gloves and boots and winter tights

My summer holidays, she writes

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Submitted by MistakenMagic on
'Endless days, enflamed twilights Short and open-window nights' - loved this couplet Chris ;) It has great rhythm too! Magic xxx

 

Submitted by littlebit59 on
Nice one Chris. Makes me kind of blue heading into winter months. But, recovery time is minimal.

Jeanne

Submitted by sarah wilson on
Nice! xx

Submitted by threeleafshamrock on
Thanks Magic, just a bit of fun xxxx Thanks Jeanne xxx Thanks Sarah XXX

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
This is lovely, Chris. Strangely enough, we just got rid of our daughters' sled, only a few weeks ago. Yep - that sled hit many a tree!! Strange, the things we hang on to. We had a 'swingball' until a year or so back, until our garden shed was raided one night. Whoever took it was welcome to it, although, in its day, it was very well used. Enjoyed your poem very much, Chris. As always;-) Tina xx

 

Submitted by threeleafshamrock on
Thanks Tina, and congrats on poem of the week, it was brilliant!

Submitted by Curse of 222 on
this poem feels whimsical until the last line. "My summer holidays, she writes" gives the piece weight and substance...there's much more here than what is said. good write, 3leaf! jason

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