from rumours of another summer

Could She But Think of Cape Cod

Sand spray ridges

Heartbeat trombone ocean

still out of sight

flavours the air

her hair

and

Shifting down to the open beach

opalized lumps of stone

darker lighter sand

crazy north east gales

bit by

bit

Trail of unnecessaries

Shoes Coat

Shirt Skirt

Polka dot bra unmatched pink panties

A string of moonish pearls returned

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–from Rumours of Another Summer
c2011 by pd lyons
ISBN 9781463769284

Come Down From Your Hills from Rumours of Another Summer

Come Down From Your Hills

Come down from your hills and see me

Remind me when I was a girl

Tip my kisses with honey

Bathe my feet in your curls

Soft green grass in showers of gold

Apple blossoms swirl like snow

Echoless laughter my hands on your face

Come down from your hills and see me

Remind me when I was a girl

I’m tired of long wool skirts

Tired of wobbly shoes

Tired of being a stranger afraid to remember you

-from Rumours of Another Summer
c2011 by pd lyons
ISBN 9781463769284

versions of this poem published by the following:

Longford Ireland www.virtualwriter.net/  

  Scotland  http://www.ospreyjournal.co.uk/  

original version From Rumours Of Another Summer

Stainless unmarked sky

Single bed against a powder green wall

Magazine photos yellow cellophane taped

No underwear favourite red t-shirt

30/06 lever action

Blue barrel fingerprints

Weevil tick toes

Fly hums between the glass

Until heat makes everything

Even outside

Still.

Beneath that shirt

Each little island bumped

Up to where if a boy

An Adams apple‘d be.

Knee steady butt end

On a white board floor.

Spidering fingers.

Raw cotton breath.

Knowing it’s loaded.

Stainless unmarked

Alone in your room

Sky.

( original work by pd lyons c2009 )