Thursday, July 4, 2013

Sounds of Summer

The rocking chair slowly rolling forward and back on our creaky wooden porch

Screen door nosed open by Clyde and swinging back with a clap

A crack of thunder and Bonnie scampers back to the safety of Jade's bed

Whirling ceiling fans with a chorus of crickets

Not to be outdone by the chirps of the much too early morning birds

Flip flopping thwacking ferrying a cooler crowded with sloshing ice

Towel slapping and unencumbered giggles

Umbrellas snapping open pulled taut and smooth

Squeezing almost empty sunscreen tubes farting

Accompanied by burping tupperware

Popsicle slurping and sizzling steaks

Me endlessly reminding "Close the top of the cooler"

Water balloon bursts and sloshes of instant puddles

The welcoming burst and savory mist opening a can of beer 

Shrieks of oohs and aahhs, the lyrics accompanying booming late-night fireworks

And of course the sweet sound of the wind whipping through the outfit grandma crocheted our lawn flamingo, Flojo,  for July.



Leah Griffith said...

That about sums up every summer cook-out I've been to. Love the visuals. You're a damn poet Marie! Happy 4th!

BLissed-Out Grandma said...

Happy Independence Day to you and FloJo!

Cookie said...

I just nominated you for the Liebster Award. Check my blog...
I am new at this!

Sine said...

poetry indeed! Which I needed, because our 4th had none of this. Raining cats and dogs for the last three days...


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