Treasure Island

C Richard Miles


Summer Moments


And it was suddenly summer for a moment,
When ruthless rain relented temporarily
And small blue pools, empty of water,
Stretched out in the white lake of sky
And, though the Round Pond still reflected
Some miserable unseasonable greyness,
The warmer, balmy breath of August
Reminded me in half-hushed whispers
That the sun had not forgotten us completely
But, like the laughing rollerblader who passed
Hardly hanging onto the back of the saddle
Of his striped-shirted older brother’s bicycle,
The weather chuckled to itself once more
As if it already knew tomorrow’s forecast!

Submitted: Thursday, August 13, 2009
Edited: Saturday, October 17, 2009
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  • Linda Ori (8/13/2009 6:43:00 PM)

    A delightful read, filled with superb imagery. Your summer moment brought a sunny smile to my face - thank you for sharing!

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