What This Summer Gave Me

What This Summer Gave Me

A Poem by kera moondust
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Summers over and I'm in San Francisco have a poem about it =)

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I’m on the fourth floor

With a balcony of some off helter apartment complex

                Below me

I can’t see the sky

Or try to make pictures out of clouds

                Separating smoke from the skies of my

           Reno

 

There is a window in my

                                Reno

Where I can sit on my second story roof

And try to figure out what Rain feels like

When it patters hard against it

                And it is there I spent some time

Trying desperately to forget

                                Autumn is on its

                Way

 

You see my summer is over

                Or it almost may seem that way

And it seems the only things I’m leaving it with

                Are feet blackened by pavement and summer heat

                                And a never changing

                           Heart break

 

From some seaside lover who will never know

                                (or perhaps always know)

How much looking at the ocean

                Reminds me of his eyes

 

And even if I can’t spend

                                Hours

Sitting on my roof

Of that little gypsy castle house

This dirty city has been calling my name for

           Years

 

And Mr. Seaside eyes and I will move on

                He will meet some pretty girl

(In his freshmen English class)

 

Almost forgetting that

The sea and the sky

                                Even touched

Let alone shared a

                Kiss in

    The rain

Or even more

 

So I answered this city’s

                Call

With a heavy heart

                Burning eyes

And blackened pavement

                  Feet.

© 2013 kera moondust


Author's Note

kera moondust
Everything here is intentional.

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I like it. It’s solid—can’t find much to critique.

The idea is clearly expressed. Only a few subltle criticisms maybe.

The language is a bit pedestrian in places.

Posted 7 Years Ago


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It sounds like the perfect summer vactaion. Romantic and peacefull.

Posted 7 Years Ago



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Tags: San, Francisco, Reno, Gypsy, Castle, Dirty, Feet, Pavement, Broken, Heart, Ocean, Sea, Side, Eyes, open, Bay, Blue, Birds, September, Autumn, August, Summer, Over

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kera moondust
kera moondust

San Francisco, CA



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