Friday, June 13, 2014

Saving Summer by Charles Hice



coffee is still my beverage even in the heat it is cool inside eye see
summer prints
summer sweats
summer grinds me into power as eye step almost hurriedly in shade escaping the sun ever relentlessly it comes in power it beats down
summer waits
summer hides its face
summer rules the human race the space of summer keeps
quiet
summer showers make no noise but wet the grass and leave the clouds part and still the summer sun has come to dry the steps eye take
giant strides and tiny steps besides the summer lingers as eye trace my steps
summer comes
summer runs away
summer stays
in the bottle for the rich
in the coffee of the poor
some find summer in the suns frown
some people love the nights more then the days
the saving grace of summer is the friends we make

Sun blazes they save summer in the bottles in the deep south it is the beers the whiskeys and the wines that holds the summer down



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