Friday, July 8, 2011

Poetry Friday: Undone by Sun!

YES, BELIEVE IT OR NOT, SUMMER HAS COME AT LAST TO SEATTLE, WASHINGTON


In the spirit of summer's blowziness and my grandson's current love affair with running through sprinklers in the yard, I'm posting this original poem for Poetry Friday, inspired by Tricia's Poetry Stretch challenge ("Write a sun poem....") over at The Miss Rumphius Effect:

Undone by Sun

Undone
by sun
today,
I play
and get
all giddy.
Ready,
set, go goofy
on the lawn,
running
so the sun
will see me
and be pleased
as punch -
ooooooo-
eeeeeee,
flying
like a bumble
bee, I buzz
goodbye
to my
rain funk,
today
I'm twirling
on the grass
because I'm sun-
drunk.


Poetry Friday today is being hosted by the wonderful Elaine Magliaro over at Wild Rose Reader. Head over there to see what other people have posted. 

9 comments:

  1. Hi, Julie--

    (Side remark: I would never have thought you were a grandmother from your profile pics, Madam (although MINE are carefully chosen to suggest that the last 3 years never happened).)

    a) I could never live in Seattle.
    b) There's a poem in Pumpkin Butterfly that's a cousin of this one: "Solar-Powered Sun Puppet".
    c) Adore the juxtaposition of "rain funk" and "sun-drunk" and wonder if there's a "Repressed by Rain" lurking somewhere...

    Thanks for sharing!

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  2. Great use of short lines, Julie! Love the pace of this and the offbeat rhymes!

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  3. Oooh-eeee! This makes me wish for a sprinkler of my own.

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  4. Ooh...I want to be sun drunk, too! This poem takes me back to summer days when all it took to make my kids happy was to turn on that sprinkler...

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  5. Oh, to be "sun drunk" after a "rain funk" and to joyfully play in a sprinkler!!

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  6. Lovely, Julie!

    Here in NM we have been sun-drunk
    for too long, have turned now to sky-watching, cloud-worrying.

    Hope the residency's off to a great start!

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  7. Thanks for all the nice comments everyone!

    Uma, if I had a dollar for every time I heard "I miss Uma," here on campus, I would be a rich woman. WE NEED YOU HERE! (Secretly I'm hoping you're goofing off somewhere, doing absolutely nothing. Already, I'm cursing the Pink Schedule.)

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  8. Ha! Well, I'll be popping by on graduation day, looks like. What, me? Goof off? Seriously, the huge revision is just done, typed the last sentence yesterday. So I may goof off for 5 minutes.

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