Summer Days

We know they’re coming,

we can see them and hear them

those days of soda and pretzels and beer.

The birds have sung an opening chorus 

for the pollen laden bees to hum

and the flowers show ready for the main event.

On patios the barbecues are lit and smoking 

about to sizzle like skin with no sun screen.


this year’s different,

crazier and crazier

as we stay at home 

carefully distanced

in our hazy miasma

of enforced laziness

waiting and hoping

that soon the cloud

hanging over us

will blow away.


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