An Ode to Summer

'An Ode to Summer'

Yellow powdered feet and wings, that stick and cling and fly and sting, and bring sweet memories home for the tasting; savoring breezes in a backyard, trees light waning greens, oranges, framed by a blue sky, nights kiss; sinking into dreams, melting into the lap of long unwinding roads of sleepy landscapes, where breath is gone and life is floating along, a cold foot on a warm wooden porch suns embrace, sons embrace, brothers laughter, mothers grace, nephew wide eyed innocence over-gripping in the throng of existence, relief and persistence; savory sweet full of expectations and drowning in comforts relaxation; dark blue white light filtered in from windows shade, adjusting silence sitting inside the presence of peaceful mindedness, engaging in the heart ache of sitting sorrowful and sound, peace creeps across the mind shutting doors and cellars soaring stellar stars that come crashing down to earth, meadows filled with the bright explosions of a day past into the shade of our minds, and we sit hugging our knees, tight like a seed, filled with natures own longing to succeed and grow; what amber light throws shadows that bend and stretch around sharp corners and reflect a dimension of a dark selfless border containing secrets that only life in the tiniest forms have seen; it reaches and crumbles the dirt between creases in the skin worn thin and wise with time it binds the heart and soul to passion; turning wheels that send out prayers in the absence of players on sidewalk stages, hand in hand crossed like star struck gazes melting the world away with water color imaginations, these one and two connected to all through actions and phrases where words and languages are obsolete, emotions make the soul complete.