Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte

Writing 101 – Summer Decamped Today

on September 24, 2015

I first heard the scraping
Iron chairs against concrete
Patio furniture moving toward winter
Protected in storage from frigid blasts.

Then down came umbrellas
Graceful tents over tables
Shields from bright sun rays
Where families shared picnics.

Our pool-side table
Under the oak tree
Summer scene of our word games
Was not spared from the march.

All put away in a few hours time.
Apartment management had given notice
Today was the sad day
That the pool would be closed.

They removed the ladders
For entering and exiting
Floated on the water
Three large inner tubes.

Not for the children’s play
These tubes bob all winter
Under the surface of tarp
Spread over water.

Tomorrow morning I’ll look from my window
Remember the joy the swimming pool brought.
Although the tarp is a beautiful blue
It’s a pale imitation of the real thing.

14 responses to “Writing 101 – Summer Decamped Today

  1. J Lapis says:

    Wonderful poem, I love line 3 the best, and the last 2 also. Curious, why do the inner tubes remain all winter beneath the tarp?

  2. Vibrant says:

    It’s a nice poem, highlighting an important day in your life!

    LOve and light ❀

    Anand πŸ™‚

  3. koolitzable says:

    Wow, nice poem πŸ‘β˜ΊοΈ

  4. JoHanna Massey says:

    Oh, these are indeed the last days of the pool. Thanks for reminding me to go today.

  5. The last of summer. Sad, indeed. Good there’s beauty in all seasons πŸ™‚

  6. vivachange77 says:

    Thanks for your comment. I do look forward to the good gifts of fall. πŸ™‚

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