Written in response to the photo, this is a poem of childhood joy and nature.
With
water dripping
from our sun-tinged hair,
we clamor up the hill,
barefoot
and giggling,
(despite being told
to take the stairs instead).
We race on grass-stained feet
to be the first to reach
Daddy's hammock,
where we swing
and flail
and fall
(to get dry before supper),
revelling in the soft kisses
of the wind and the sun
on our foreheads.
Ah yes, for me it was my folks summer retreat on an island on lake Winnepausaukee in N.H.
Built by my grandpa and enjoyed for a century untill property taxes and reality forced its sale but I was brought right back to 'Rocksmere' through your beautifull write.
I like the almost unintentional rhyme involved here that I sensed in the read with 'hair...clamor...stairs'
and 'we race on grass-stained feet to be the first to reach' that just makes me happy saying it out loud for some reason. Yes I agree with Kara that there is that wonderfull childhood albeit innocent rebellion in
'being told to take the stairs instead'. I must say that drying out on the hammock was a ritual during those golden summers and I can't thank you enough for bringing back these childhood memories.
Ah yes, for me it was my folks summer retreat on an island on lake Winnepausaukee in N.H.
Built by my grandpa and enjoyed for a century untill property taxes and reality forced its sale but I was brought right back to 'Rocksmere' through your beautifull write.
I like the almost unintentional rhyme involved here that I sensed in the read with 'hair...clamor...stairs'
and 'we race on grass-stained feet to be the first to reach' that just makes me happy saying it out loud for some reason. Yes I agree with Kara that there is that wonderfull childhood albeit innocent rebellion in
'being told to take the stairs instead'. I must say that drying out on the hammock was a ritual during those golden summers and I can't thank you enough for bringing back these childhood memories.
wow. this is such a fantastic piece. simple yet transcending at the same time. i knew i would like it from the title itself. you really made this great. :) the freedom, slight rebellion, the beauty, the simplicity. :) the ending was great, as well. beautiful piece, m'dear :)
Your words are so peaceful, so full of a tender joy I can barely remember... Thank you for bringing the beauty of such a day back into my mind and heart. So beautiful...
I N T R O D U C T I O N
Hello there! I am a little bit new to this site, but am making myself comfortable. I have recently felt inspired to take up writing again, especially in the areas of poetry, .. more..