Summer Conga Line

A Summer poem.

Summer Conga

Let’s not be shy,

It’s the last day of July,

Only days of summer ahead lie.

 

Let’s have fun until summer unwinds.

And autumn’s leaves begin to shrivel and die.

There will be time in the winter to sleep and dine.

 

Let’s run and be free in the sunshine while there’s time.

At the pool let’s drink fruity drinks and form a Conga line.

While we’re young and free let’s dance and kiss till we feel sublime.

Reviews

[JohnL]

This poem so well expresses the spirit of summer It has a lightness of heart and touch which makes me want to dance - which is exactly what summershould be about.
A poem which gives pleasure to those who read it is surely fulfilling the aims of poetry. This one gave me much pleasure as I look out on my garden, rich in flowers and colours which even the rain today can't dampen - and we do need the rain!
Thank you!

JohnL

[Jibey]

A 'gather ye rosebuds while ye may' kind of poem... I love it

[Buddhistboy73]

nice write Marie.....like the rhyming scheme here.....and it conjures up the image for this time of year.....a slightly retro feel to it for me too....a sign of good times....love the last line....

[Linear]

Let's all join in this dance, form a line take that chance, swinging hips and bouncing ....hmmm ok let's just do the conga :0) happy happy poetry :0)

[An owl on the moon]

The title caught my eye immediately, just loving the theme of summer. This is so light and lifting, making us all sense the sweet celebration of the hot months. Wondrous feeling of freedom!

[tynamite]

This poem is to me like a double edged sword as you express the good side of enjoying the last day of July and the bad side that childhood, or at least summer doesn't last forever. You say let's do that as if anyone can do that when in fact there's a time limit. The second paragraph puts that across well. I've favourited it.

[Steve]

Mmmmmm....sounds like much fun! I like this plan.

This write almost sounds like an ad for a vacation company....

[Molafvt]

This is a sweet little piece which screams of Summer's warmth and a fervent call to live to the fullest in the breath of Summer's currents while one can; to play and dance in the warmth of the Sun's rays. it is also a foretelling of winter's invitation to rest and nurture after a season of playful mirth and giddiness, so one can live to play another day. A short and sweet call to life. We ll done Marie.