Summer Play

Posted: August 13, 2014 in Poetry
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Well traveled

in eyes yearning

a sunrise coupled with

red sky at night

heats moments, thoughts,


A certain freedom to play

while the world around

dons delightful adornments

all for the moment

the pleasure

the caress

of a warm summer day

moving into night

where the human condition’s


skin seeks sensual touch

a fever of eloquent evenings

strung together by the mind …

Freedom remains

while the skies turn autumn

sensing obligations

to return to a well,

mechanical venture

all drawn into a desire

for that next summer play.

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