tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post7326769191887093398..comments2023-12-05T23:02:28.580-05:00Comments on Excursions and Diversions: Summer SuddenSteve Kinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04818671944215117618noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post-78824307415265625342012-05-31T07:49:04.701-04:002012-05-31T07:49:04.701-04:00Such beautiful summer wonderings; what will our tw...Such beautiful summer wonderings; what will our twilights bring?<br /><br />Anna :o]hyperCRYPTICalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11967085628384237933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post-42778106840331746762012-05-30T15:56:10.895-04:002012-05-30T15:56:10.895-04:00"words poised for saying,
if words would even..."words poised for saying,<br />if words would even serve a purpose<br />in the long twilight;<br />if words would substitute for sensations<br />waiting close upon the tongue;<br />if words would better serve the tongue"<br /><br />that is a great statement (funny, that i am writer, but never put much faith in words) and i couldn't agree more.<br /><br />this poem is a breeze, the kind that makes just stop and sit, just feel it on my skin, and mixture of everything that is summer, the heat, evaporated chlorine from the public pool down the street, sun tea brewing on the neighbors porch, dandelion parachutes, etc. a pleasure to read my friend.phillip woodruff (jalopy dreams)https://www.blogger.com/profile/08224547506080365774noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post-31456082185840935732012-05-30T11:02:22.178-04:002012-05-30T11:02:22.178-04:00This is wonderful. I so enjoyed it.This is wonderful. I so enjoyed it.Tigerbritehttp://www.planetcyberluz.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post-7073171589918529082012-05-30T01:49:31.357-04:002012-05-30T01:49:31.357-04:00The beauty, the rhythm, the imagry of this fine po...The beauty, the rhythm, the imagry of this fine poem, leaves me breathless and a wee bit sweaty. Beautifully, carefully crafted piece, Steve. Even the title, Summer Sudden...fits far better than sudden summer. This is a poem to return to again and again. Lovely!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post-86229554359405395612012-05-29T22:13:36.612-04:002012-05-29T22:13:36.612-04:00"Dense air made wet the tall iced glasses, le..."Dense air made wet the tall iced glasses, leaving dew on ready hands, teasing ready lips with thoughts of quenching, quenched lips taunting ready ears..." ... excellent! Summertime and the living's easy, a perfect time to have your "guard down."Alex Dissinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01469434538735231477noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post-69822663407082119992012-05-29T21:53:15.697-04:002012-05-29T21:53:15.697-04:00To "sighs of easy promise!"
Ah, summer ...To "sighs of easy promise!"<br /><br />Ah, summer twilights...<br /><br />Very nice, evocative.Charles Elliott/Beautyseerhttp://youtu.be/KAhXyRvpBcYnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post-71645099196613538182012-05-29T21:20:03.494-04:002012-05-29T21:20:03.494-04:00Love this...I wondered of tomorrow…
still nothing ...Love this...I wondered of tomorrow…<br />still nothing beckoned from beyond,<br />save moonlight falling empty;<br />tired shadows fled across the vacant lawn,<br />while magic lanterns guttered<br />one<br />by<br />one… beautiful lines in this piece, Steve.ayalahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13243362803799877014noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post-23727596839369563422012-05-29T20:25:37.585-04:002012-05-29T20:25:37.585-04:00OMG Steve, you're writing just carries me away...OMG Steve, you're writing just carries me away. Soft, sensual-- a whole lot more heat and steam than just the change of seasons. And then you end on quiet note...<br /><br />"I wondered of tomorrow…<br />still nothing beckoned from beyond,<br />save moonlight falling empty;<br />tired shadows fled across the vacant lawn,<br />while magic lanterns guttered<br />one<br />by<br />one…'<br />I cannot find the words to describe where your poetry takes me. Classic, and always a pleasure to read, my friend!<br /><br />(BTW, thanks for stopping by to comment-giving you a clue as to what I was trying to capture--its about chronic pain in my knee I've been dealing with the past several weeks, sometimes can barely put weight on it. Slowly feeling better. Tried to express the feeling without actually using the word word "pain!". Sorry if I ruined your imagined concept! )Ginny Brannanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15298060016652737538noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post-21503193852326756382012-05-29T20:22:01.295-04:002012-05-29T20:22:01.295-04:00a brilliant portrait of this season that comes too...a brilliant portrait of this season that comes too quickly, leaves too early, and almost never lives up to its promise. still, we cannot help but love it just the same.mrs mediocrityhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01021079985184737831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post-27931765545611061612012-05-29T18:00:45.261-04:002012-05-29T18:00:45.261-04:00Lovely write about summer, the season, sighs of ea...Lovely write about summer, the season, sighs of easy promise, long twilight, magic lantern fading one by one. One of your best writing, this is terrific ~ Cheers ~Scarlethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03330793338813508704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post-88910891979329613332012-05-29T17:02:25.276-04:002012-05-29T17:02:25.276-04:00Through assonance, alliteration, imagery and the f...Through assonance, alliteration, imagery and the finest of word weaving you present a picture that is MORE. The ineffable, untouchableness of being glitters here, with tinkles of glass, winks of stars and eyes, the cool refreshing lilacs to indigos of evening when neighbors and friends share more than words and drinks. This is exceptionally well written!Beachannyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08638256396472533685noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post-76704334659023925442012-05-29T16:27:47.194-04:002012-05-29T16:27:47.194-04:00for me the key stanza was...
Yes, summer indeed.
J...for me the key stanza was...<br />Yes, summer indeed.<br />Just summer.<br />And the guard was down,<br />because by then we held nothing<br />not gladly surrendered.... this for me sums up the whole atmosphere in the piece... a very atmospheric write steveClaudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03011763027311966186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post-73505147745828118602012-05-29T14:43:41.132-04:002012-05-29T14:43:41.132-04:00So the mordant fall always seems to slither in...a...So the mordant fall always seems to slither in...as inevitable as all the summer impulses and appetites, tantalizing, surfeiting, decaying...there's a lovely cadence to this Steve. It just rolls line by line like swallowing a delicious cocktail when one is thirsty and longing for the bottom of the glass to bring an automatic refill. The visuals in this are haunting, even the aural cues--rings clicking on glasses, I swear I can hear it, but my favorite line is "...It was the season made us move..." It calls up that oneness with a cosmos whose dictates we have no choice but to obey and never understand. Fine fine poem.hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post-84175881800890966422012-05-29T14:36:40.105-04:002012-05-29T14:36:40.105-04:00wow the guttering there in the end is tight....rea...wow the guttering there in the end is tight....really like your play with 'ready' there in the middle with the taking of the drink as well...summer though carries its own magic and a bit of heat...which i felt as well...smiles.Brian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post-41676442168005360102012-05-29T10:59:42.751-04:002012-05-29T10:59:42.751-04:00And thus is the life of summer
Usually not a bumme...And thus is the life of summer<br />Usually not a bummer<br />Unless you have no AC<br />Then it is awful, trust me.Pat Hatthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07745293224202430152noreply@blogger.com