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Summer is Calling: A Poem
Summer is calling,
I hear it whispering through the backyard trees,
The hammock slightly swaying in between,
The fictional characters calling my name from brand new books,
The waves reaching out from lonely beaches,
And the sun rays peeking around puffy white clouds.
Summer is calling,
I hear it sighing amongst the lingering days and starry nights,
The sipping lemonade on porch swings to and fro,
The warm concrete after sprinkler runs,
The weddings and babies and futile looks,
And the daydreams just waiting to be played as soon as I’m free.
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Comments
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Ruchira: Thanks for reading and voting! That's so true; I know many people are anxiously waiting for summer or just beginning their vacations right now.
Vidya Mallar: Thanks! That was my goal, so I'm glad this poem could portray that feeling.
very nice poem ... I felt like really summer is calling me... Great work...
beautiful poem. summer sure is calling with kid's school on the verge of closing and mom's running frantically for camps...lol
voted up and shared across!
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rahul0324: Thank you! Your comment made me smile. :)
This is so beautiful... lovely poetry
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Cyndi10: Thanks so much! Yes, we've had great weather in Georgia so far. Maybe it won't get too hot this summer. Thanks again!
"I hear it sighing amongst the lingering days and starry nights.." Ah, that says summer right there. Beautiful. (But then we've had summer in Georgia since March, it feels like:-) Enjoyed your poem!
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Olde Cashmere: I'm glad you could appreciate this. I love yours, too!
Beautiful poem Ebower, captures the joy of Summer for me. Voted up, beautiful, awesome, and interesting :) Love your writing.
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barbergirl28: It's calling my name, too! Yes, I really need to convince my dad to set up the hammock in our backyard. Thanks! :)
Oh... summer definately is calling my name... especially that hammock in the backyard! :) Cute poem!
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Poetic Fool: Thank you! Your description made me smile. :) Thanks for appreciating this and for voting.
"And the daydreams just waiting to be played as soon as I’m free."
What a great line to finish your poem off with! Summer is calling, not here yet but it beckons. And isn't this how summer should be? Well before there were jobs and kids and ... Your poem brought longings and fondness of summer back so vividly. Thank you, Erin! Voted up and awesome!
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ChristyWrites: Yes, I'm sure most of us feel that way right now! Thank you. :)
MsLofton: Thanks so much! I'm glad you enjoyed it.
f: Thank you. Yes, I was wondering if someone would notice that.
Good poem. A very slight melancholy note with the use of the word 'futile', I think?
I like this! Beautiful!
Oooh summer is calling, let's have it here soon! Nice poem Erin :)
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cruelkindness: I'm glad you could relate to it. Thank you!
Your projection of your emotional feeling of bliss gave me great empathy of my summers as a child.
Was a pleasure of thoughts.
cruelkindness(subliminally thoughtless)
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