S(U) Mmer Poem by James Enoch

S(U) Mmer



The summer, hot, oozing with joy.
I long for the winter..
so it's normal to be a cold, lost, little boy.

Far and few in between..
there are those days of healing rays,
where not a shadow, or a crack goes unseen.
Where..each blade of grass grows at the same pace as I,
Where I am just one little thing, the same as a fly.
Where I am, not me, just an ordinary man,
the grain in my face, no different from the grain in the sand.

The summer, hot, but for too long, everything would burn.
I wish you could stay..
and winter never returned.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
David Beckham 13 August 2010

Totally agree with Poet Michelle. You have created good poetry here. Thanks for sharing

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Michelle Slaney 18 July 2010

I like this piece! I like how there is a progressiveness of thought in the piece in what the speaker longs for, from a dejected state of mind to a somewhat hopeful tone. I love the personification of summer and winter as well. Well done amigo! Cheers.

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