Thursday, December 17, 2015

Eternal summer


Credit:   Kathy Klein


we tear off 
banana leaf from the tree
it is a giant umbrella
plane
ship
stripping strand
by strand, we form a soft ball
ring
watch
flower
anything we fancy-
the tropical sun colors
our skin to healthy tan
as we run around the park
smelling of guava and
sugar-fried sweet potatoes
time flits 
slow as afternoon river
bellyful as ripe papaya
on field of summer red daisies


Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Hosted by Bjorn Rudberg on our last prompt for 2015 ~ I recall my carefree growing up years in my native land, Philippines ~  
Happy Holidays ~   Thanks for the visit ~

31 comments:

  1. A great moment to recall by the sounds of it indeed. Some big leaves they must have been

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  2. Ah. this is just great Grace... I can feel the smell of Guava and how the sun burns my skin.. nothing's better than the carefree days of childhood... (though I do remember the chill of winter days).

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  3. Excellent stream & recall, so very vivid, wonderful sense of place; & as a flow of consciousness, it comes out very personal, authentic, you.

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  4. I like this, the memories, the heat, the unrestrained childhood fun - slow as afternoon river - I like that line muchly - and the Southerner in me loves the thoughts of those sugar fried sweet potatoes. A nice warm poem on this cold rainy day.

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  5. that is so lovely and dreamy, I felt like I was seeing a child of summer in some beautiful place I want to be

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  6. Absolutely breathtaking...!! So beautifully done :D

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  7. We did that with banana leaves when I was growing up too. They're so big, your imagination can go wild. I enjoyed this sense-filled tale of a time growing up in the Philippines, Grace.

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  8. your thoughts are so vivid I feel I can touch, taste, smell what you did.

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  9. It's kind of cool the way YOU take these prompts in absolutely your own direction Grace. Always something between realism and surreal. Always worth the read.

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  10. You took me on a vacation to somewhere I have never been. So exotic.

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  11. It sounds like a very wonderful time, Grace! Enjoyed your nostalgic write. Merry Christmas to you...and hope you have a good new year too.

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  12. We're in the middle of summer here so it was very easy to slip into the atmosphere of your poem. I'm going for a walk to pick avocado pears straight after this.

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  13. This is a yummy poem. Reminded me of using a banana leaf as sunshade then umbrella - very effective as both.

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  14. You created such a good sense of place in this, Grace. Reminded me of a vacation in Hawaii when I was a teen...when it was still pristine and un-touristy. And also, how when we were young we "created" our own toys from whatever was around...and I have the scars to prove it!

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  15. "watch / flower / anything we fancy"...this is a fairy tale moment of a distant time and land...so beautifully sketched Grace...Merry Christmas & a Happy New Year :)

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  16. A wonderful flow and magic about this poem. Love it.

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  17. What i Love about NatUre
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    by human
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    iT is trUly
    free verse
    @heARt
    and so
    iS God..
    only humans
    make life anything
    else than free verse
    with science
    minds.. as
    sure i livedevil
    that human
    evilive trap
    before..
    sMiLes.. wInks..
    and yes.. i see now
    thAT free verse heRe
    of NaTure iN yoUr
    eYes.. hear..:)

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  18. What a gorgeous piece. Thanks.

    Greetings from London.

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  19. You've transported me to another time and place in this one; such vivid and tangible images of that sunny tropic, and the free form of the piece only bolsters that! great write

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  20. I love this! Just like Ostensible Truth says - you instantly took me to another place, out of the grey and cold we have in Germany today, into the sun and carefree being of a child. It's like a short vacation from everything, a meditation to refill the tanks. I'm in awe of your talent!
    Have a wonderful week, Grace.
    Lots of big hugs to you,
    Beate

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  21. Sounds like a wonderful place. Sometimes I think I wouldn't mind eternal summer! Happy 2016 to you, Grace!

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  22. Love it. (Sweet potatoes too.)

    Happy New Year :))

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  23. Wonderful....felt like I watched you running around the park
    smelling of guava and
    sugar-fried sweet potatoes...... :-)

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  24. Wonderful!! The fragrance of guava and
    sugar-fried sweet potatoes were here.... :-)

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  25. Such bright colors and rich words on a cold and dreary day. Thanks for sharing. Happy New Year!

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  26. A wonderful capture of movement and senses. A treat to read!

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  27. you've carved deep here. I'm glad to see you visit your bedrock ~

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