Poem by Tom
Summer is like that double thick chocolate malt you waited for.
The first few sips, when all the flavor hits your dry taste buds
and the sugar sends signals of pleasure coursing through your body
like the diluted drug it is,
are the first warm days of spring. You know what is coming and it is only getting better.
BY THE FOURTH OF JULY ALL THE WHIPPED CREAM IS GONE AND YOU FEEL SATISFIED.
As the hot August days drag on you wonder why you ordered a double.
You wonder if it would be better to stop now so you don’t get fat, or whether you should finish what you started
-- there are starving children in Africa -- and who knows when it might start raining.
You vow that next time you will order a small – without whipped cream.
And then in September, something strange happens. As you realize as you are down to the last syrupy dregs, the shake you were so tired of only weeks ago starts to taste … better.
And as the mornings start to feel crisp and you pick the last apples
and feel the heavy dew soak through your shoes,
you begin to savor each ray of sunshine
and hope to bask in just one more warm day at the beach
before summer is all slurped up.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
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A canny lawyer, a balladier, a sculptor, and a poet, too. Sons-in-law don't get much better than that!
My only addendum would be that In Rochester, your malt glass gets so cold by November that it shatters and you lose all hope of getting a new one...until April. OK, it's not THAT bad, and I do like snow. As long as we're doing poetic analogies, our August this year was like the delicious brownie chunk that ended up in your malt by mistake! Our last minute decision to join you guys in DC was a delectable summer surprise.
Oh...and way to go Mom for knowing the word "balladier".
my thoughts exactly! I sit outside in the sun during the day when I am waiting for Zanna's bus and just soak it in and hope it never ends. love ya, hope all is well!
I love it that you've joined the other poets in the family. Keep it up! How about writing one about the current political
happenings? Love, Mom
what a brilliant description! hope you all are doing well!
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