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Summer Comes Rushing Poem: Poetry Friday

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Had a conversation with a child once who informed me there were four seasons. Please tell their names I asked. 
'Okay' she said. 'Summer, Awesome, Winter, Spring.'

She was closer to the truth than she realised, for  the seasons are quite awesome, each in their own way, having fascinated poets, forever.

It is Summer in Australia right now and this poem is my ode to the warm season. Summer means many things in Australia. For many, summer presently means danger,  drought and bushfires. I have at time been drawn to writing about this dark side of summer. It has been part of my lived experience.

While remaining fully aware of these potential dangers, summer also brings positives. It is forever a season capable of mixed blessings. It possesses the same complexity as the human condition. My poem on this occasion focuses upon summer's more favourable contributions. it is included in my latest anthology, 'What The Poemster Found- Poems from Places Poets Roam.'



Summer Comes Rushing

Summer comes rushing towards me
Wearing sneakers and sunglasses,
Smiling,
While smelling of sunscreen and salt water.
It dances on the shoreline
barefoot, joyful
While licking an ice-cream
And humming, The Boys of Summer.
It carries under its arm
Sunsets the colour of ripened
nectarines.
Cicadas sing as it glides by
And the saphirine sea
Sparkles.

Summertime
Shimmer time
Summer shine


Alan j Wright

Some of my summer scenes












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  1. Inspira-shine!
    Looking forward to another 'Day of Ideas' with Alan on Wednesday at T.C .Miss H

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  2. Great little poem which I adapted / edited as a morning note to my family when I left for work before they were awake (with credit to you of course AJ) ... school holidays approach . Thanks .. SA

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    1. Glad my little summertime sizzler was of service. Happy holiday times.

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