Bartle Weekend

Fireworks leap from our hands like shooting stars on acid

and we ‘ooo’ and ‘awwe’ between sips of PBR.

 

Country music plays from Geoff’s Ford focus

and the bonfire blazes,

cuts silhouettes out of us.

 

Our ambient voices criss-cross, quilt the June night with laughter.

 

This night is ours�"it belongs to our body heat, our beating pulses,

                      

                                             our smoking souls.

 

We are winged here, at this cabin in the middle of Michigan,

tucked away where the wild things play.

 

We are like red-winged blackbirds and we reign here.

 

Justin’s e-cig taints our drunken tongues with its’ raspberry lemonade fumes

but the flavor is soon lost to Svedka and burnt s’mores

 

and we dance; our souls are on fire with starlight.

 

Liz and Lucia call to the witches of the north to join us.

We run, night-fevered, through the woods but they don’t come.

 

Our eyes are as bright as full moons

and we sing and twirl, kicking up the darkness until dawn.

Author's Note

To listen: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CotYxTQif2M

Reviews

[terry smith]

sounds like a great time!! come to Michigan and dip your soul in the lake, afterwards some beer and get baked...:)

[Willard Wells]

Very nice and I love the feel of a fun evening with friends. It brought me to a more relaxed state just reading your beautiful words. Thank you for sharing. It may be time to make a road trip to the forest.

[G!o]

Eglantine, you're always one of the very few poets who always keep me wanting to read more of their writes. Okay normally this i'll classify as on the edge of your writing pitch, not your normal type; but still the story telling in this piece is amazing. As Leslie says it, it's excellent.

ἑ Raven

[eglantine]

Yes, it is a bit different than my usual style, but thank you! I appreciate the read :)

[Simon Welsh]

I love those last two lines. Keep them coming.

[Steven]

"Justin’s e-cig taints our drunken tongues with its’ raspberry lemonade fumes
but the flavor is soon lost to Svedka and burnt s’mores"

I really fckn like this line! The kind I love to read in a novel. Nice to see some writes

[eglantine]

Hi Steven! Thank you :) Ya, I disappeared to reality and life for a while ha. But I'm back :D

[Steven]

Good to see! Looking forward to more ;)

[eglantine]

Thanks :) Glad to be back, and with mermaid hair now! (Check out my latest photo)

[Leslie Philibert]

This is great too, well observed, full of energy, and above all. the reader believes every line, a poem that impresses with youth, veritude and literary quality. Excellent

[eglantine]

Thank you Leslie!

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This is a poem that reads like a chapter of a fantastic novel. I loved it :) Awesome imagery !

[eglantine]

Thank you, I appreciate it