TTO ( / Washington State)

((((Summer Of My Life))))

It was early summer
... Before the full green set in
When the lawns de-winterizing
Awoke
To a Yellowish Brown
New floor had not been formed
Not yet ready for
The Tropical Palm;
The white cloud days
Pushed at the Baby-Blue constantly
While the circular Tangerine Sun,
Peeked out surreptitously;
Back in the Era -
When days grew long -
Where the light shown -
The Mud and The Flower -
Yesteryear in the Summer -
Of my Okay and ugly ways -
I remember the good and bad -
Of my many, Summer hours;
Early green splashed -
With Hazy Sides of Gray -
Me, living, off of the sweet land -
Breathing in -
But always, waiting for -
Something better -
To come along -
Something better in-
My life to begin.


Footnote***
Oh, how childish those days were. I had
My life, and my health for the most part.
No suffering, physically or mentally.
Now, with my health going to the dogs, i
Can so easily reflect back, on what a
Silly, selfish human being i really was.
Because i did have something better.
I had my health...and having your health
Is the greatest wealth we can own.
Without health, we have and are nothing!

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I remember the good and bad - Of my many, Summer hours; Early green splashed - With Hazy Sides of Gray - Me, living, off of the sweet land - Breathing in - But always, waiting for - Something better - To come along - Something better in- My life to begin. all the wishes of summer and when we are fully alive, and healthy our dreams are really different...... now when all those days remain a dream and in the present context when the health deteriorates and when we think of saying goodbye slowly to this world our thinking and vision of life changes. you have wonderfully captured it in this poem.. a poem which is spiritual and philosophical. love this poem. thank you poetess Theodora.......oh i am theodore.. thank you again. tony
I can relate to this poem. I too like the imagery of the de-winterizing lawn. We get a vivid picture of that in MN. I can also relate, in my middle age, to the feeling of regret or loss of what I eschewed in my youth...health, looks, abilities, young babies that tire you out....Love those early summer hours. Thanks for sharing.
You certainly know how to begin a poem! This is a snapshot of what we all have seen every year of our life- - - ] It was early summer ... Before the full green set in When the lawns de-winterizing Awoke To a Yellowish Brown- - - - - - - - - - - - - - ] de-winterizing is a priceless word! ! ! ! ! ! and yes the grass awakens to find itself a yellowish brown and given rain will turn itself green! These images, these words, show the care taken in choosing them. Then you turn from the optimism and enthusiasm of youth, of spring, to this- - - -] Yesteryear in the Summer - Of my Okay and ugly ways [- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - a shattering contrast here snaps your reader upright but your poetic heart is determined to examine the truth and not the myth. Then the summer doldrums that often get us into the worst trouble of our lives- - - - - - - -] Me, living, off of the sweet land - Breathing in - But always, waiting for - Something better - To come along - Something better in- My life to begin. Excellent piece, Theo, excellent.
true on so many levels
Funny, as we age, the something better we searched for...we then, come to realize was well within our grasp...in those carefree, if not wasted days, of youth. And oh what bliss to recapture a glimpse of it now. I wish you better health. A lovely trip back, provided by your poem. PEACE
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