Set Into Summer

It's a new day when the sidewalk glares in the summer 
   It's a blue day when the rain falls hard on the earth  
                  All the time you wrought.
                   Every thing you thought,
            like a listening page of a memory.

         And I think of you like you want me to 
           (even memory's cold to the touch)
          Vying things you said as we lay in bed 
         (and the camera holds what we used to be)

 
            It's a wind straight in my head ache,
         watching boats sink down in my dreams.

 
            While the letters speak of our memories,

                  a new day sets into summer.

                    And we will watch it fade 
                    As those things we made 
             Come together so alone, but so true. 

Reviews

[BLACKBEARD]

I really enjoyed reading this poem. it was well written. i got the sense of nostalgia as i was reading it. my favorite lines are "All the time you wrought.
Every thing you thought,
like a listening page of a memory." they paint a picture of wanting something which is now in the past.

[Adam Whitworth]

Dear Aprilrayne, you say "Every thing you thought", "Vying things you said" and "As those things we made". I worry that that may be too many 'things', I would love these things to be revealed in some detail, I believe your work would be improved this way. I have read a number of your poems and I see you take your work seriously, thankyou for sharing these poems with us, keep up the good work!

[Matching Socks]

Such sweet melancholy. Beautiful poem.
Loved the line: "and the camera holds what we used to be"
Great job.

[Justin]

that was really good :) :) it is set up really cool :) great job :)