An Aussie Summer Poem by jerry hughes
An Aussie Summer
The sun rises early.
'Bloody daylight saving.'
Birds fly. Grasses grow.
The Victa's primed and
splutters to life.
Johnny's off to play cricket.
Sarah's off to the beach.
Mum's making dinner.
Dad's mowing the lawn
and shooing off bees.
Next door awakes after
an all night party.
'Jesus, I'm still pissed'
His lament interrupted by
the flushing of the dunny.
A dog barks. A blue-tongue
uncomfortable with strangers
waddles into the hydrangers.
Midday. The sun's ablaze.
Mr Whippy's van circles.
Children run to it with
shiny coins and eyes.
The sounds of summer
punctuated by flies.
Early evening.
The kids return.
Johnny scored eighty
and took two wickets.
Sarah's red and glowing,
not only from the sun.
Mum's set the table
and prepared the tea.
Dad the silly bugger
was stung by a bee.
Great imagery and just so much detail went into this poem! I loved that Icould see the words as they poured out in front of me on the screen... Thanx for sharing your Aussie summer during a not so warm day of winter. ((SMile)) Hope your Well Shelley
Ah, the feeling of summer. As hot and humid as it may get, you still gotta love it. Love and hugs, Amie
This must have been a summer long ago. I guess they are still the same. GW62
Another one memorable with its lightness and lovely imagery - just so pleasant and easy to be digest and felt. A poem for pleasure.
Being a pommie I'm glad to read of Australian life... in someways much like ours. Good piece.
Hello Jerry, you have taken me right back. It was the Mr whippee van and the bumble bee that really made me laugh. I hear Mr whipppee every Sunday. Cheers
You are a poetical genius sir! A write as charming as the evening you describe.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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It's strange, you write with things so specific to Australia- the dunny etc, and yet the sentimet could reflect any summer in the world. Summer in Durban, same smiles, as for England. I love that something as simple as the season brings out peoples true qualities. I love your imagery and wish I could travel to Australia right now and have a summer, especially one like your poem. Sounds idyllic.