Summertime Again

Thanks to Mattavelli for introducing me to this poetic style, and thanks to Richard for inventing it.

Shorts and tee shirts and mini skirts

It's summertime again

And thus I'm beached with hair that's bleached

Surfer boys hanging ten

The days are hot, it's what we got

Hanging out by the pool

Our drinks are cold and we won't fold

For that we're way too cool

Boys of summer it's no bummer

Girls are gawking at us

Without a shirt we tend to flirt

Yes, we're making that fuss

Under the sun let's have some fun

All of us together

On grounds we stomp we'll have a romp

While we have this weather

Reviews

[Blossom]

I didn't read this one; I sang it! Must have been fun composing it, just as it was for me singing it.
Suzy's right: essence of summer and essence of youth as well.
I don't know why, but the last line made me wistful. It urges one to have fun and concurrently, heralds impermanence. Sigh!

[Roland Petrov]

Impermanence give value; by contrast, heaven is worthless. So hang out at the pool while the sun shines, and when it doesn't, put some clothes on and have some sherry by the fire.

[justa335]

Roland, you're a 'Beachboy!' I really liked the flirtatious nature here, though it would be hard to hang ten in the dessert.

[Roland Petrov]

I suppose you could hang your toes in a bowl of pudding, but in the desert you can actually surf the sand dunes.

[Kelly Scheppers]

There's nothing like the smell of coconut skin, unless there's food on the grill! ...love this...and summer!

[Roland Petrov]

On Mexican beaches there are coco locos (punch a hole in a whole coconut, tip out some of the water, and replace with vodka). Thanks, Kelly!

[Kelly Scheppers]

...oh really? Lol, what a clever idea!

[~]

Free spirited and happy under the sun. A lovely piece of life Roland. Well done with the challenge!! :D

[Roland Petrov]

Thanks, Moonskittles! Have you tried it yet?

[~]

mmmm nope, but i tried the hexaverse, that was fun :D

[Suzy Hazelwood]

This pretty much sums up the essence of summer for the young! The style reminds me a little of lyrics, probably quite a fast song that zips along with a lot of summer energy, maybe a rap? Feeling tired just thinking about it! ;o)

Excellent Roland, very different for you. :o)

[Roland Petrov]

Yes, very different for a reason: this is a style of poetry invented by Rascal, a poet on this site. One of the things I really like on writers' sites is to be challenged to write something I ordinarily wouldn't have. Care to join in Suzy? These are verses of four lines with 8-6-8-6 syllables, and two rhymes in each of the 8 syllable lines. Yeah, it reminded me of my youth: California in the 1970s.

[Suzy Hazelwood]

You know me and rules Roland - don't do em! :oI So probably not for me. I don't do rhyming poetry very well either, I used to, but since I stopped writing it, can't seem to get my head back into it. I'd like to write something funny with a rhyme - but it's all a bit lost now. :o(

[Samuel Dickens]

This terrific poem is easily relevant today, but it seems especially descriptive of the summers I knew fifty years ago, and the way I thought and felt back then. Landlocked in a tiny rural town, the surfer music on my radio introduced a seemingly magical west coast world of beaches and bikini-clad, bronze-skinned girls lying in the sun.

[Roland Petrov]

I was thinking back to my youth as I wrote this, and I really was on the magical west coast. I still am, but further inland in the desert. My closest beach is at the Salton Sea; it's dead now, but apparently it used to be a happening place in the 50s and 60s. Thanks so much, Samuel. I owe this poem to Rascal; I borrowed one of his styles.

[Richard🖌]

BOOM!

This is fantastic, Roland, and totally unexpected of you in this scenario, but I love the way you've woven the human and nature elements into a truly enjoyable adventure of youthful pleasures and shenanigans!

Honesty, I can think of nothing to correct, except maybe to include some well-placed commas and end punctuations to make it a finished piece, but whatever, you've sure done me proud with this splendid effort, Roland.

I almost felt like I was there, rompin'-n-stompin' 'n frolicking with the guys and gals in the hot Summer sun … toss me another cold one. : )

Thanks for the honor of writing in my form, and for the total pleasure, My Friend (kudos to Matt, too, for inspiring you) … I love it! ~ Richard

[Roland Petrov]

A much more generous comment than I was expecting. Thanks so much, Richard! You've made my day and given me a new poetic form. I love it when that happens!

[mattavelli]

Don't forget the sunblock. You've definitely captured some summer fun here, Roland.
Thanks for sharing.

[Roland Petrov]

Winter is locked and sun unblocked.... Thanks, Matt! If it wasn't for you, I'd never have attempted this poem.