Peet Thomas Poems

Summer has a taste
I guess they all do
But summer is worth mentioning
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Theres nothing in a bar between the bottle and me
Save the sweat that clings to the glass
And my hunger
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I’ve made jumps
From rocky ledge to rocky ledge
Believing the next like grass brighter
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How much will your pockets hold?

I remember young, lolly scrambles
When they would fall between my fingers
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Do you think they did it on purpose
When they stuck rocks in a circle
And left no instructions
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