Memory of Summer
Silent mornings...bright crystal light
filtered lukewarm and pale
through long white stratus veils
gliding through an ancient void of neon blue
To our naked eyes...its chemicals mix unseen
confined to our sight's simple color scheme
On an endless road far from home
my destination unknown
tanned by solar glare , my skin glistened in the humid air
passing flowerfield gardens sweet
their reap my secret keep
tasting fruit ripe and bruised
tasting...raspberry dew
Walking barefoot through tall blue grass
Crossing white coal stone paths
to white sand beaches covered with glistening particles of glass
Oceanshore...intides turned sand tender as clay
sunlight burning...yearning relief
I found shade beneath
white cedars
Maple leaves,their colorful expanse cool and pleasant
filtered solar incandescence
I nestled on blankets of paper leaves
and slept until eve
No summer forgotten,past winters...I can't remember
Skyward gaze, the skies bright yet its still night
and I'm miles from home in the distance dark overcast and thunder
Yearning tomorrow morning...the memories of summer
Copyright © Troy Tinsley | Year Posted 2005
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