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Seventh Summer

My seventh summer takes me back to muddy cliff banks,
down a forgotten trail in the woods through a place called The Island.
Steep banks,
cut away by the current sweeping 'round the bend.
It was our secret place,
unhindered by the reservations of adults.
We dove those cliffs,
into the rage, grabbing at roots and log-jams
to keep from being swept away
to a place where children don't dive into rivers,
but drown in them ... like grown-ups said they would.

I remember laughing ... excited and scared ...
being dared ... to do a backflip
or a cannonball.
I remember my dad ... finding out what we'd been doing all summer.
My brother ... being summarily executed for it ... in my mind
Myself ... too young to know better ... in dad's mind
And all those summer days that will never be again.
Cliffs that grow and change over time.

I'm looking at them now,
though, from the other side of the river,
and the span of air between me and those cliffs is as all the years between
that time ... and this.
Not empty ... just passed,
waiting for my memory to conjure a picture in the space.

When it warms, I'll take my canoe across
and see if I can find that little boy ... standing on the edge of a cliff
And if he's still there,
I'll dare him to do a backflip

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  1. Date: 2/24/2014 3:43:00 PM
    Wonderful mind pictures you draw Caleb, what is making it less is the way you are laying out the lines because you are trying too hard to make it look like poetry IT IS POETRY, PROSE POETRY ... you can write in paragraphs, I say we do a haibun, start with something like this from the past that feels country & send it to me & I'll add a haiku & I'll continue the tale some how & you'll add a haiku .. okies you start! Light & Love

  1. Date: 1/3/2014 6:39:00 PM
    This one gave me goosebumps..Somehow reminds of my youth.I still love to.jump though not from certain heights now ..cause I had a slipdisc ..and few years ago I even broke my little toe when I jumped from our boat and landed on a rock .I could feel the excitement of your backflip through your verse Cal.Awesome..and tnks for stopping by : )

  1. Date: 12/11/2013 10:16:00 PM
    A touching and powerfully expressed verse. Very much enjoyed reading. : ) Always, Laura

  1. Date: 12/11/2013 4:45:00 AM
    This is quite introspective, written with emotions of that day and still continue with it, Caleb. enjoyed a good sentimental poem after so many days.

  1. Date: 12/10/2013 7:04:00 PM
    You are touched by Gods own hand...lil bro...and you don't take it for granted...:-) :-) Soup mail...for that recipe..:-)

  1. Date: 12/10/2013 4:20:00 PM
    This is so priceless Caleb, I think I've just seen the introspective side of you, and it is very sentimental and moving, I believe that little boy is still inside of you, safe in the knowledge that he has grown into an intelligent sensitive and nature oriented man, you have been blessed, by the One, who splayed the sun in your eyes, blessed be 3x3 xxx

  1. Date: 12/10/2013 3:11:00 PM
    this is an amazing poem, Caleb. Of the poets I know on Soup, you are among my top ten. Outstanding work!! Please keep it up!!