Rinsing the Salt Out of My Bathing Suit
I won’t cry over a spilled summer
drained empty
like the last gulp down the sink
I won’t squeeze
another beach day out of August
mourn the blueberries of July
dripped dry
I will lay in the low slant
of late sunflower light
I will soak up the gold
of a perpetual setting sun
August 30th, 2008 2:31 pm
One of the best poems and I feel the same way.
I love the title too. xo
August 30th, 2008 4:56 pm
Beautiful–and the photograph captures that bittersweet feeling perfectly.
August 30th, 2008 6:52 pm
I love how the sunset lasts so long this time of year as if giving us a last blast of heat before the already cooling night.
August 31st, 2008 12:32 am
That’s really good, Colleen! I think it’s your best so far.
August 31st, 2008 3:33 am
what a fabulous poem, colleen! and the image frames it beautifully. such remarkable talent you show here in these late summer days.
August 31st, 2008 7:15 am
Great poem Colleen…
August 31st, 2008 7:25 am
affirmation ..good sk
August 31st, 2008 7:35 am
Trying to get back in the real writing mode…but the muse needs a nap.
August 31st, 2008 9:55 am
Love the opening line and ” late sunflower light”
That taps home.
August 31st, 2008 4:25 pm
I will soak up the gold
of a perpetual setting sun
A beautiful sentiment for the end of summer, and a beautiful metaphor for life.
September 1st, 2008 9:52 am
Colleen.. I LOVE this poem. I will aspire to its message.. but must admit to bit of denial. 🙂
September 2nd, 2008 12:39 am
This was perfect timing as my summer ends and school begins tomorrow. I really like this poem… it goes very well with the photo also.