Summer has left the building
is already in the limo
snorting white powder
drinking champagne
dupes, fall guys
we wait for the encore
ignoring the bouncer
pointing to the door
the door marked winter
Taking part in Open Link Weekend over at earthweal.
Also a note to my friends over at earthweal, I have two poems published in The Galway Review, if you have a chance take a look here, (Jim.)
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I love it! “Summer is no longer in the building.” Congrats on your publications, yay!
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Thanks Sherry!
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You really capture the feeling of fading summer in your poem. I hope your winter isn’t too bleak. I am so glad ours is finally beginning to end over here in Oz.
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Just read your poems in the Review – great stuff. Your narrative verse really creates a vivid picture. I like the way you can depict character so deftly.
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Thanks for taking a look Suzanne, and for your comment, I like writing narrative poems, although it takes time for me to get it right or nearly right!
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Live how you’ve anthropomorphized the seasons here. Also like your published duo. A bit of the underside of life exposed.
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Thanks Eilene, much appreciated.
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Congratulations on having your poems published in The Galway Review, Jim! I so enjoyed this extended metaphor – it made me smile in the midst of this weekend’s doom and gloom.
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Congratulations on you published poems. Summer has left the building much, like Elvis so long ago. Summer’s show is over, sadly, and it felt like it never started.
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Congratulations on your publications. That must feel good. Loved your poem here. Made me a little gloomy. I’m not ready for Winter.
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I love this personification of summer as a kind of rock star leaving the building. Hopefully winter will bring some good too!
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