I long for
the sunburnt days,
freckled dreams and
scabbed up knees.
Ahh
to be a boy in
summer again.
My baseball and
coon dog close at
hand.
Fishing pole and
lily pad ponds.
I caught frogs and
tortoises.
The budding poet in
me saw sunsets on
the underside of
the shells.
The daylight, and
evening seemed to
last forever.
And when I finally
went to bed,
The buzz of the
cicadas, and the
symphony of the
crickets were my
soundtrack to youth.
I dreamed in green.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My book, Seedy Town Blues Collected Poems is available on Amazon.com
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Comments21
Lovely! Thomas this was wonderful full of familiar images that took me back to boyhood.
Thank you.
What boy in their write mind wouldn't be in their element Thomas .. I once lived, breathed and dreamed in green too .. and loads of girls too I would well imagine .. you just took me on a nice trip down my own memory lane .. Neville
Thanks, my friend.
Paints a vivid picture as you read through, really enjoyed the read, Thank you
Thank you.
You are very welcome
Nothing wrong with dreaming in green, such a colour can turn a dull day into sunshine and all sorts. Love your metaphor as always. 💚
Thank you, sweet Teddy.
and the
symphony of the
crickets were my
soundtrack to youth.
as impressive as always Thomas;
Thank you, my friend.
Love it
Thank you.
You're welcome
Wow! Thomas, my promise, I will be purchasing your book asap. ☺️ Now for the poem...wonderful job! I miss summer...deeply...and this brought me back there! Thank you for that! Not to mention the fond memories of more innocent days! Beautiful! 🌹👏
Thank you.
You're welcome!
I can touch and see what you wrote, excellent work
Thank you.
How I loved the summer dusk as a kid! Beautiful evocation, Thomas.
Thanks.
Now that’s the boyhood that I remember, not as well as I want to but still there somewhere!
Thanks.
Terrific poem my friend!!
Nice trip down memory lane!
Loved it! 😍
You've painted a marvelous
scene, picturesque and serene!👍
Best regards ✌️ peace Thad
Thanks.
Transported back in time. You brought my brother back to me. Lovely. Thank you.
I'm glad. Thank you.
Wonderful words Thomas bringing back such fond memories.
Andy
Thanks.
Love the mention of sunsets on the underside of shells and the last few lines with mention of crickets and colour green
Lovely writing
Thank you.
The cicadas are singing loud, down here.
Thank you.
In fine voice as I type!
That all sounds very idyllic. To hear all those drifting through your Bedroom Window. Wonderful.
My dreams these days are usually Me, Kate Winslet and a Desert Island.
Wonderful Poem.
Lol. Thanks.
beautiful memories of bygone days so well represented..great job
Thanks.
As a Brit I’m not sure I’ve ever experienced cicadas but I feel like I have reading this.
Thanks.
This poem connected my feelings to the core of a small girl who lived freely in her mind, filled with the fresh air of the mountain-side village of Kabul.
Thank you.
Wonderful. Thank you.
This poem brought back memories of my childhood summers! Ah - those were the days! Lovely poem, lovely images. Thank you.
Thank you. I appreciate it.
Nice Summer Rhythms
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