The Denim Blues

An Autumn summons, shorts season

over for all but those few brazen-faced calves,

ruddy rebels as yet unwilling to surrender

the summer’s independence

 

to flannel leaves. The grief

for August, so quickly consumed,

turning now to October gripes

of November and December,

 

nature’s bleak opening act

to the heartless bite

of an existential existence

only half-endured.

 

Though the soles still keen

for the open spaces, tongs stretched

across freewheeling toes, heels

balking at the wooden sheaf,

 

pen of laced leather’s confinement --

I know there’s no reprieve

from the turning of the shrew’s screw …

 

how I loath these denim-blues, once

the badge of a youth’s reckless endeavors --

now the reminder of all my winter aches.

Ken e Bujold 

Reviews

[W. Barrett Munn]

Then there are those who wear Bermuda shorts and sandals all year long. I could never understand that type of motivation. Just as I don't grasp body painting myself and standing bare-chested in sub freezing temperatures yelling at a bunch who play a game it such weather.

A delightful read, Ken.

Winston

[Ken e Bujold]

which is why i have gone to SE Asia for a month. Extend the season as long as possible.

read morewhich is why i have gone to SE Asia for a month. Extend the season as long as possible.

true about the game, outdoors in Can or Wisconsin or Illinois in Dec barechested or not is a rational reason for mental health check

ken