Now it seems
after the Fourth of July
the summer scoots by so much faster,
making us almost wish the Fourth away.
But as a young boy,
July 4th was long and eagerly awaited,
and then summers lasted an eternity.
Always then,
up before the hazy sunrise.
Boundless energy
exploding in all directions.
Rapid-fire machine gun firecrackers
breaking the morning’s silence.
Sweltering heat at noon
as we guzzled gallons of cool-aid.
Pick-up baseball games,
badminton matches, and horseshoe contests
throughout the inexhaustible day
that went on and on.
Dips in and out of the pool
and even a run through the sprinkler.
Favorite aunts hugging you
and begging you to tell
about your secret girlfriend.
How did they know?
Maybe because they were
secret girlfriends at one time.
Picnic plates filled with things we still love
but won’t allow ourselves to eat today.
Barbecue smoke wafting across backyards,
whetting our insatiable appetites.
Uncles, tipsy from much beer, telling bawdy jokes
kids shouldn’t hear, but always they did.
Excited laughter
giggling through life’s usual humdrum.
Magical fireflies twinkling yellow
in the alluring darkness,
prompting our chase
long after bedtime.
Skies graced with exploding rainbows
and mesmerizing color extravaganzas.
And best of all: Sweet dreams
and painless happiness everywhere.
Poetic Alchemist
Poetry by Don Iannone
Pat. Thanks so much for stopping by. Those were the days!
Thanks Andrew. Glad it catapulted you through time.
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Rainer Maria Rilke contributed much to not only poetry, but philosophy and certainly spiritual understanding. His Book of Hours was a highly inspired piece. As the subtitle indicates, it was a series of love poems to God. What a wonderful thought, don’t you agree? Hope you stop back.
This is one my favorites from hi Book of Hours:
I am too alone in the world, and yet not alone enough
to make every hour holy.
I am too small in the world, and yet not tiny enough
just to stand before you like a thing,
dark and shrewd.
I want my will, and I want to be with my will
as it moves towards deed;
and in those quiet, somehow hesitating times,
when something is approaching,
I want to be with those who are wise
or else alone.
I want always to be a mirror that reflects your whole being,
and never to be too blind or too old
to hold your heavy, swaying image.
I want to unfold.
Nowhere do I want to remain folded,
because where I am bent and folded, there I am lie.
And I want my meaning
true for you. I want to describe myself
like a painting that I studied
closely for a long, long time,
like a word I finally understood,
like the pitcher of water I use every day ,
like the face of my mother,
like a ship
that carried me
through the deadliest storm of all.
This is a great piece from The Unknown Rilke Collection (Franz Wright, 1990):
Darkness, my darkness, I stand here with you, and everything passes outside; and all I ask is a voice like an animal’s, one voice, a single cry for all — . Because what good to me are the innumerable words that come and go, when the cry of a bird, uttered again and again, makes a tiny heart so vast and one with the heart of the air, the heart of the grove, and so radiantly audible to Him . . .: who again and again, with every dawn, ascends: most precipitous stone.
You captured child time 4th so well! It put me back there. Thank you.
Reading The Book of Hours was to be touched by a sadness and beauty one could not reach. Ten, twenty years having passed, I still don’t know what to say to him in a letter, though I wish he would write.
I remember those summers well. I’ll take an extra helping of that painless happiness too.
Thanks Michael. Made the change. Appreciate the fine edit. Should read better now.
Polona, thanks. I like to think of the holiday as Inter-dependence Day, if you know what I mean.
happy independence day!
check your tense in the 4th line.
mgs
Thanks Brother Dan, founder of Home Improvement TV Show.
I remember!
Thanks, Brother Don!
Thanks krystyna. Appreciate your visit and comment.
Thank you Don!
Happy Independence Day!
Thanks Aurora and Floots. Today is Interdependence Day as far as I am concerned.
i’ll take as much painless happiness as you can spare 🙂
have a good day
cheers
Happy 4th! 🙂