After Summer Love

Written for:  Poetics Aside 2018 November PAD Chapbook Challenge – Day 1
Write a glorious poem.

Too fresh in his mind are those glorious days
of summer strolls when they walked on the moon
it seemed, floating off ground in a golden haze,
Big Bang, like a flash, instantly attuned.

Soulful summer music etched in his brain.
Every beach, each ice cream cone calls him to her.
Girl passes by, a cloud of perfume-the same.
She left him for another, former lover,

and though time has passed he cannot move on.
At times he leaves his house, and  sees friends,
though resists their attempts at introduction.
Not yet prepared but perhaps on the mend.

A summer love increases intensity
as if bodies warmed, cause sensitivity.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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