Summertime

The ebb and flow 
of time is slow
as waves of days roll by.

They crest and fall
and seem to stall
beneath the summer sky.



from CRICKET MAGAZINE ©Charles Ghigna

7 comments:

  1. How lovely is that? So sweetly (deceptively) simple, a sigh of a poem.

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  2. I love the metaphor and rhythm and rhyme. The stall demands the reader stall momentarily too.

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  3. How lovely! That really captures the summer feel for me. I love the semi-internal rhyme of "waves of days" and the idea of them.

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  4. Oh, this is one of my favorites I've read of yours, Charles. I love the way the sounds just draw you in and cradle you. Beauteous!

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  5. Without mentioning the heat, you capture how it makes everything slow down. Nice!

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  6. Thank you for your kind and generous comments. What a lucky bunch we are to write poetry for children ... and to celebrate each others' work!

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